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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic

This is the story of a life, and how it can so easily get messed up by the wrong choices. there is more than one path to take in life, and it's never too late to turn back.

Imprinting on a soul, a newborn soul

Happy times and all good deeds

seeing a smile in their eyes

gleaming, sheening, happy eyes

good job here, pat on back

eyes that smile don't look back

keep on forward, don't turn away

applause applause applause

days get older years fly by

not looking back, eyes still fixed forward

always moving on to whole new worlds

applause applause applause

bad child stop, this is all so wrong

don't do those things, i smell the smoke

stop lying to me, i know what you've been doing

not stopping, still not stopping

applause applause applause

more years slip by and fly away

edge of building looking down

gun in one hand, bottle in the other

looking down now looking back

screaming pleads of all bad deeds 

one foot off now falling down

falling fast no turning back

tears are shed and people cry

applause applause applause


Submitted: May 19, 2010

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This poem is really visual. I love it!

Wed, May 19th, 2010 8:27pm


thanks ^_^

Wed, May 19th, 2010 2:12pm

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