this world of oursHustle and bustle People run past Heels clacking Doors sliding Towering skyscrapers Shadowed city People and pollution Mix and unite Briefcases swing Shiny black shoes No time to stop Never shuts down Wind whistles by Caged trees flutter Cars taxis buses trains Lawyers surgeons salesmen Night does not fall Drugs alcohol money Trickle down the street Families brushed aside Disapproving faces frown No time to stop Feet sink in plush carpet Squeak on clean floors Plunged into black Darkness spreadsthis world of ours
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p a i n
k n i f e
s l a s h
c u t
b l o o d
p o o l s
d e a t h
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p e a c e f r o m t h i s w o r l d . . .
ache for slumberI’m tired So tired Too tired I’m too young To feel this way So very very Weary My movements slow No clarity Clearness of expression Naught to do but shuffle I drag each foot Across the ground A trail of sorrow Lies in my wake Tired I’m tired I’m too old Just… Too old Life passes me by I want to sleep Lay myself down And rest And there my weary selfache for slumber
Will find Slumber I want to dream Not of days past Of yesterday But of the day I’ll feel no Tiredness &nbs
later than day...
how depressing! it took me like 5 goes to get a username that no one else had and then they decide not to fit my whole username into things like this *sniffs*
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