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Break me down in broken laughter
Find me lost upon the road
Of pain and endless desolation
Lose me for I am alone
Lie still, lie still, stop movement
Now I swim in raging seas
Flotillas float me home once more
But I am what is not me
Drift among driftwood found
On shores of purging sand
And once again on the surface
You raise your welcomed hand
Find me lost upon the road
Of pain and endless desolation
Lose me for I am alone
Lie still, lie still, stop movement
Now I swim in raging seas
Flotillas float me home once more
But I am what is not me
Drift among driftwood found
On shores of purging sand
And once again on the surface
You raise your welcomed hand
Literature
Turn Me Around
Here I go,
Gonna sink too low;
Maybe I bit off more,
Than I could swallow.
Tell me it's all right,
And I'll be okay,
And I'll find a smile,
For another day.
Turn me around,
Tell me everything will be all right again.
Turn me around,
Tell me it'll be okay in the end.
My soul is screaming for you.
I don't know what to do about you;
And I'll never be okay without you,
As my friend.
Here I go,
Things are moving slow.
Maybe today will end,
Before tomorrow.
Tell me I'm okay,
And I'll be all right;
And I will find a smile that'll last
All through the night.
Turn me around,
Tell me everything will be all right again.
Turn m
Literature
And I Wait
Will I see you tonight?
Will you visit again when I turn off the light?
My arms unfurl, ever welcoming you;
My heart awaits, filled with passions anew.
Will I see you tonight?
Will you whisper soft breaths that unfold the moonlight?
My soul awaits, restless for one simple kiss;
My mind soars, elating over tastes my lips miss.
And I wait,
For the dark,
To descend.
And I wait,
For my love,
To soar in.
And I wait,
For his wings,
To grin.
And I wait,
For my dreams,
To begin.
Literature
Out of Control
It's 6:46 and thirty-one seconds when the doorbell rings. My mom runs to answer it.
"Hi, Michelle!" I hear my mom call. It's my sister. She left her college friends to have dinner with us tonight.
I have four minutes before I can go out and greet her. I can only walk through doors when the number of minutes is divisible by five. 6:46 and fifty-nine seconds. Not happening.
It's the killer of what could be an okay life. I'm late for class all the time when I'm at school. A teacher will let me out at 1:50 exactly. I walk through the hallways in a straight line, starting with my right foot, ending with my left. I reach the door,
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Oh! I love it!
After reading it a few times it really stuck to me. I also liked that fact that some, if not most of it, rhymed. *O*
After reading it a few times it really stuck to me. I also liked that fact that some, if not most of it, rhymed. *O*