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by Chemically Corrupted Jan 24, 2007 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Who cares what they say? Who cares what they see? All I want to do is run away and be free Running through the forest Seeing all the trees I skip through the bushes And roll in the ferns I look up at the sky As the night soon fades The sun comes up faster Good-Bye i say to the first star My head spins as the star disapears I close my eyes struggling to stay awake I look around and then I reaslize Once again a dream fooled me I look out my window Seeing the city lights A tear falls down my cheek How I miss the forest sights
by Good Enough
Good poem