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If I die, my only regret is that I never danced in the street when I had the impulse,
And I swear that I will go to hell and I will laugh all the way down.
So in time, let the ghost of me never age beyond this.
Too many important things have been forgotten,
All but the shadow of the emotions they brought with them.
“Carry on, carry on” I cry as I float away “carry on as a means to exist.”
Try not to shake me awake, for after all maturity is just another shade of childishness.
At times like this we fail to remember what things in us made golden flowers in the air.
So press, press on everything you wish to move.
At the end of the day someone shall place it back to wherever you found it.
What was yours was the journey, for triumph is nothing more than an illusion.



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poetman said...
May 6, 2009 at 12:06 pm:
your poems are filled with truths. I like carrying on as merely existing..
 
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traveler said...
Apr. 28, 2009 at 12:39 pm:
Again, another nice poem. Kind of leaves me hoping for more..
 
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rachel555 said...
Apr. 28, 2009 at 12:31 pm:
sooo sad but so much truth. i really like your style.
 
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johnmason said...
Apr. 27, 2009 at 2:52 am:
really, really like this one. keep it up.
 
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This Guy said...
Apr. 25, 2009 at 10:15 pm:
Wow. I like the tone of this one. It shows how versatile you are. Please keep writing!
 
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Not Wyatt said...
Apr. 24, 2009 at 6:38 pm:
Dude, Cheer up!
 
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Mel said...
Apr. 24, 2009 at 11:14 pm:
I really like this!
 
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Random415 said...
Apr. 24, 2009 at 12:11 pm:
i like the phrase" carry on as a means to exist", a statement of a mediocre life
 
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quixote said...
Apr. 23, 2009 at 2:40 pm:
let the ghost of me never age beyond this...wow...this is head and shoulders above anything i have read in a long time.
 
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youbet said...
Apr. 23, 2009 at 11:05 am:
Nice job. everbody's got to dance in the street during the ride.
 
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moonstone said...
Apr. 22, 2009 at 11:21 am:
sooooooooooo good. i want to go with you.
 
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porter said...
Apr. 21, 2009 at 11:39 am:
A great poem. It moved me alot.
 
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Donny said...
Apr. 21, 2009 at 11:30 am:
This is very good. Carry on, carry on.
 
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spicy lady said...
Apr. 21, 2009 at 11:25 am:
Carry On Matt!
 
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bambini said...
Apr. 21, 2009 at 11:10 am:
The more I read this the more I understand where you want to take us with your imagery. great job.
 
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desilu said...
Apr. 19, 2009 at 2:39 pm:
...this is very good.I was moved.
 
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MweilKrieger said...
Apr. 19, 2009 at 2:47 am:
Matt your poetry is the bomb. Of course you already heard this from me, but let it be known... you pwn! (a little rhyme for ya there) :D
 
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marilyn222 said...
Apr. 17, 2009 at 10:29 pm:
Wow. You have touched me deeply. There is no better advice than to dance in the street...or smell the roses.
 
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Victorious said...
Apr. 17, 2009 at 3:51 pm:
there is so much to love in this poem… it is one of my favorites… i am a fan.
 
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bambini said...
Apr. 16, 2009 at 12:53 pm:
I really like your phrasings and I love the ending of this poem. Keep 'em coming.
 
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