Stream of Conciousness
Posted: 9/23/2003, 2:38 pm
Does anyone else just, when you have a spare moment, take a pen and scibble down a poem; just whatever comes to your mind. I did that about five minutes ago (I'm at work) and this is what came out...
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One more day to be normal
Because I came to be too late,
I had one more day to be normal.
I was still unable to change your fate,
But I still had one more day to be normal.
You left without a sad goodbye,
You left with no goodbye at all,
On the wings of doves to fly to heights
I can’t reach for the coming Fall.
My life will change, of that I’m sure,
For which way, I have no clue,
But to live without you,
it will never do, my God, it will never do.
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does anyone else do this with their spare seconds? i dunno, just being a work filing papers dulls my brain; so whenever I can I try to scribble something halfway intelligible/creative down to make me feel less like a cog in the corporate machine.
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One more day to be normal
Because I came to be too late,
I had one more day to be normal.
I was still unable to change your fate,
But I still had one more day to be normal.
You left without a sad goodbye,
You left with no goodbye at all,
On the wings of doves to fly to heights
I can’t reach for the coming Fall.
My life will change, of that I’m sure,
For which way, I have no clue,
But to live without you,
it will never do, my God, it will never do.
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does anyone else do this with their spare seconds? i dunno, just being a work filing papers dulls my brain; so whenever I can I try to scribble something halfway intelligible/creative down to make me feel less like a cog in the corporate machine.
