View Full Version : Poet of life.

August 29th, 2008, 9:22 AM
Thousands of miles before
the grave, sets us aside
blazing flames.

We live 'till we are all washed
up and peeled away. Our life
is yet a unpredicable place.

Our thoughts wouldn't matter
if we didn't say ''I wasnt born

Making and baking a whole new
scene we cannot live anymore when
our sorrow feels no more.

So one day we are set away free to Heaven and
the slumbering peace. With angels watching us we
cannot fear no more and see the other's pains and more.

Our happy ending is the time we are the one's who
ends up right.

Please post a comment on how I did.

August 29th, 2008, 12:21 PM
Well...this wasn't half as nice as the other ones...