And the light,
Once again,
Heard my plight,
But it won't end.
Once more,
I prayed,
From my core,
From my soul.
But still,
It won't,
Listen untill,
I give in.
But I refuse,
To quit, let,
My muse,
Be taken from me.
No, I shall not,
My inspiration,
Let it rot,
As I drown.
I shan't,
Let it take me,
I can't,
I won't.
The water's won't close,
Over me,
And steal, suppose,
It did.
What then,
Would I be,
Nothing, when,
I have no muse.
So I shall stand,
Stand tall,
Like I planned,
And never fall.
((Grrrr....I can't write poetry sweatdrop ))
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This is for me to write anything I want in. I'm going to post some writing I have done and write in more when I feel like it. You don't have to read it, but you might find something of intrest. Just one thing: DON'T STEAL!
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