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« on: April 29, 2009, 05:22:36 AM » |
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Here is a new one of my poems! I don't like the end, but it wraps it all up. let me know how to twiddle!
Listen here, to what you've made, I am your sad symphony. Carved into my heart are the songs I've played written with the words you've said to me.
I'll play my wrists for you, like a violin drawing the blade across like a bow the tendons and veins pulling taunt the skin while I take the tune on slow.
Oh, the drums envy my heartbeat! With their slow and steady pace. And I escape the days on my light feet, and the dancers scowl at my grace.
Here come the flutes, like my wild cries unintelligible and sad. But the meaning is clear, just about, from my eyes and this opera is driving me mad.
This guitar screams. Electric. From the 'curves' can scarce boast. Like my mind, gestures, eccentric to hide the fact that I am but a ghost.
Well, I could follow you, the the ends of the Earth. Play my song wherever you go. But this symphony, it needs rebirth. and I'm worth more than that, you know.
ALTERNATE ENDING: Well, the conductors neck is broken as this song draws to an end. And your opinion is left, unspoken while the band disbands, my friend.
let me know whast you think!
and remeber to keep posting your own work too. I like to read. ^^
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