The Simiraly of a metaphore

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
If I were a worm falling in love with woman named danger

Submitted: April 19, 2011

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*THE SIMIRALY OF A METAPHORE
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I am a worm
moving dirt for thrills
I am a worm
dont have any fancy frills

looking out of my hole
fearing the bird above
looking out of my hole
i happen to spy love

now i have a choice
leave my hole and be consumed
now i have a choice
go down and old ways resumed

i would rather die triing
than die with regret
i would rather die die triing
even just a dirty little secret

i crawl out of my hole
slowly with to much caution
i crawl out of my hole
take flight in a twirly motion

i go with the flow
higher than ever before
i go with the flow
like an  eagle i soar

i am not a worm
worms simply cant fly
i am not a worm
worms cant get this high

i have evolved
i have changed my ways
i have evolved
i have risen above the haze


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