Why Is it?

May 26, 2009
By AnXearlyXending GOLD, Acton, Massachusetts
AnXearlyXending GOLD, Acton, Massachusetts
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Why is it,
that when I dream I am floating away
I can feel myself smiling?

Why is it,
That when he walks by,
I whisper his name
Just to see if he hears me?

Why is it,
that sorrow and death
Are one of lifes greatest achievers?

Maybe it's becuase
When I feel myself drifting away,
I never have to feel the pain,
The brunt of society agian.

Maybe it's because
I'm so nervouse and afriad
Mostly of him, but then its all chaneled out.

And maybe its becuase life just wants to keep you wondering.

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