Throwing Thoughts and Catching Feelings

June 12, 2009
By brooke.is.gone. SILVER, Scottsville, Kentucky
brooke.is.gone. SILVER, Scottsville, Kentucky
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Coming back around, Thrown like a boomerang.
Watch that sunset play 'till the starts sang.
The colors capturing my pigment for the night,
For to lay here, we must beam light.
Illuminating the paths out separate minds take,
And maybe they'll be one when we awake.
But your mind stammers and stalls,
Your Thoughts steal the hope just as it falls.
The colors fall dark to which we will drowned,
And just like a boomerang, I come back around.



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Eilatan GOLD said...
on May. 26 2010 at 3:57 pm
Eilatan GOLD, Old Greenwich, Connecticut
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Favorite Quote:
"Nobody is normal. Everybody in the world is a weirdo freak. Except you, which makes you a weirdo freak."

this is really, really good! I love the rhyming at the end and how it connects back to the beginning, just like the boomerang you're writing about. keep writing/submitting- you're very gifted.

on Jun. 23 2009 at 7:48 pm
brooke.is.gone. SILVER, Scottsville, Kentucky
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in the 5th line, "out" is supposed to be our. typos suckkk. :/


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