Friday, November 20, 20098:24 PM
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this is where we are.
we walk on tiptoes,
for life is fragile.
we try to be careful and look where we are going.
we're so afraid that life will eat us up,
that it might turn out wrong.
beware. beware.
so we'll walk on tiptoes,
we'll whisper when we talk,
we'll let Nature break the silence,
and send the message across.
the rustling of the leaves,
will break the silence in the night.
and we'll continue to walk down this lane,
this lane with lamps all lit,
as the moonlight shines on.
with the stars sparking up in the sky,
the wild wind starts to play a game,
bringing the leaves up from the ground.
and sending them off to a place where you and i will never know.
and when they land, they settle and rot as time passes by,
just like the souls in us. the inner self.
with determination, i believe i can overcome this.




