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Saturday, January 22, 2005

 

Wow I haven't put a poem on here in a while. Here it goes. It may not be as good cuz it's coming off the top of my head right now. haha!

Warm sweat

Drips down my burning face

My heart beats loudly

At a quick pace

I concentrate

On what I love and what I hate

In my head

I continuessly count to eight

The melody plays

Inside of me

As my limbs move about

So gracefully

Time does not stop

Nor does my will

My movements express

Of how I feel

My feet ache

With such a sore

But I refuse to stop

I mearly beg for more

My arms rise

Up so high

I twirl around

As objects pass me by

I take a leap

Above the globe

I return to Earth

To let my story my told

The music drowns

And for once time will pause

Over the sound

Comes an applause

A grin spreads across

My suttle face

I take a bow

And leave my place

The roars of admirers

That have comed to view

Soon are hushed

With a sound that's new

A loud alarm

Runs through my head

My eyes open

As I lay on my bed

I soon get up

As I hear shouts from below

One's dream

May be nothing but a show

 

Hope ya liked it! If you didn't get it...call me..lol! LaTa!

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