Hmm well my friend told me to write a poem with the same title as one of hers, and i quite enjoyed doing it. So now I've got this account so you can all read it, though why you'd want to is anyones gues =]- Enjoy! |
Struggling to lift the load
The works too hard, the heat to great...
Standing there in line, your coffin passes by
Such a small box, it doesn't feel right...
The time has come, Time to make your stand
No longer shall we turn tail...
It's funny, standing here
The wind blowing through my hair...
"If at first you don't succeed, skydiving is not for you" |
"If missiles are surely meant to hit their targets, why aren't they called hittiles?" |