
the world is not yet ours to rule.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Drama - Words: 155 - Reviews: 4 - Published: 02-05-05 - id: 1826353
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I'm losing it
My edge
My stand
My so called life
This thing
There is something
Growing everyday
Slowly devouring
My wholeness
Swallowing me within
Trying to breakthrough
Too much
My head is filled
Too much thought
And yet I liked it
I'm beginning to love it
At first I was afraid
Then soon I forgot my fear
Trepidity
Careless
Leaving my sanity behind
But I know it was worth it
Almost
I was so close
That feeling of freedom
I'm longing
The feeling of belonging
To someone
But this beauty is not forever
Because behind this perfect dream
Lies the reality
I can never escape
Or I thought so that I have escaped
Sad
But soon
I know I have to leave
This world
Our world
Hoping so much
That someday I could return
Yes
Maybe in time
One day I'll be back
Running away
In my dream
With you.
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