Bring Me To The Ground

January 27, 2011
Standing atop
Wind and rain-shaken I drop
Life flashes. Plop
I have reached my stop

I was born to die
Given wings, not to fly
Always speak the truth, they lie
Plan your future, as the present rushes by

So bring me to the ground
Bury me under a mound
I don't want to be found
Don't want to hear another sound

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amicrazyorisitjusteveryoneelse said...
Feb. 20, 2011 at 6:39 pm
This reminded me of a youtube video.  I'll show you sometimeXD  Good poem, but I still don't like those sequences.. the aaaa bbbb etc...
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