The Play.

October 23, 2009
By GoodnightMySomeone SILVER, Sherwood, Oregon
GoodnightMySomeone SILVER, Sherwood, Oregon
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Favorite Quote:
We're gonna bond, like paper to glue!


What was expected I didn’t know,
what it was I could not show.
But it comes as naturally as breathing,
as I go on sweetly heaving.
A blushed cheek falls atop a pillow,
to the music of a deathly cello.
Unaware of what is there,
of all this love I was not ware.
Standing by the lonely light,
of a lamp in the dark, blue, night.


The author's comments:
This poem is about how I feel about acting, and all of my friends in theatre. And how much I love it all!

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