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Floating in the middle, you whisper
Look up and feel like you’re drowning
Look down. The clouds are beneath your toes
But your stomach doesn’t believe your foolish eyes
Your shiny dreams are beginning to rust
And everything tastes like night time, like the ending
So you climb into bed between your silken sheets
Squeeze your blind eyes shut
You’re special you’re special
You’re one of a kind
- by Double_the_Fun |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/10/2012 |
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- Title: Mediocrity
- Artist: Double_the_Fun
- Description: Thought i'd take a stab at poetry. Hopefully the title isn't indicative of the quality of the work...
- Date: 03/10/2012
- Tags: mediocrity
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Comments (1 Comments)
- saritasunshine - 03/28/2012
- Interesting. I'm not really a great judge of poetry (I'm more of a fiction person) but I really liked it. Much better than the stuff you usually see around here. Very ambiguous with lots of nice imagery.
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