it torments us
troubles us
gives us problems
life is some kind of air demon
we will be born
we will live and we will die
somtimes
death is brutal
many times it is peaceful
within the time we have life
it slowly kills us
and we dont even notice
we are happy
then
we have our days
but we move on
we move on until we can go no further
with life
we are truly mad
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very intresting
1KARI
2008-04-05 18:54:38
thought provoking... (i know i can't spell, sorry)
WHATSAMANGA
2008-03-02 19:30:43
very cool, and true. nice poem! popolicious
MARYHARMONIUM
2008-02-09 20:44:36
beautiful....... just like u. *pop*
KYOLUVER247
2008-02-09 18:57:59