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11th-hour — Shortened spine
Published: 2006-07-14 05:23:27 +0000 UTC; Views: 121; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 3
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Its a weeks timeanother part of a life goes by
bringing another lesson for mine
this lifes to short but im still shy
wake up look at the sun
strap in its a long ride ahead
yes its short but i'll have my fun
this month has passed but im not there yet
its a confession about a life less lived
a road less traveled is where the young and old met
for this experienced is from a chalice we just sipped
strap in and make sure that belts tight
lay me down and shoot me up with your choice
this is just the start of a bitter fight
we fight back with the greatest weapon our voice
im not a savior never said i was
just a man with some words
history has since repeated itself as it were
but with pens not swords
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Comments: 6
I really like this, the last stanza especially
im not a savior never said i was
just a man with some words
I just like that for some reason
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This poem reminds me so much of the haunting beckoning memories that are all I have left from where I've travelled. I'm sure it probably means something alot different to you, but it's very enjoyable all the same.
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ah, this one makes me think of a passage of time, and the actions within it, good stuff
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That was abit different, it wasn't til about third stanza I recognized your usual rhythm, but yeah it's definately a poem people can relate to. Nice job.
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