The roof hangs low above me--
I built it brick by brick--
But now the stones are cracking
And I don't know which to pick.
Which piece do I repair?
And let another fall?
Or do I sacrifice myself
And try to save them all?
No, then, I'll rip it down myself
And breakthrough to the sky...
Until I see this roof's a floor,
So tumbling down I'll fly.













Comments
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Dementia: Nature's way of making your retirement more interesting.
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Beware the Evil Spork!
"There is no utensil of more unrelenting malice..."
"Always be yourself... unless you suck." (Joss Whedon)
It does not have to be from the writer's actual experience to be well done. So erm... for lack of better wording: Well done!
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~The Wandering Spaz
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Beware the Evil Spork!
"There is no utensil of more unrelenting malice..."
"Always be yourself... unless you suck." (Joss Whedon)
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~Just 'cause I'm cute doesn't mean I'm not dangerous~
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Beware the Evil Spork!
"There is no utensil of more unrelenting malice..."
"Always be yourself... unless you suck." (Joss Whedon)
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~Just 'cause I'm cute doesn't mean I'm not dangerous~
It went quite well, by the way. Oh what a difference it makes when you're writing about something that interests you!
...Alrighty... Turning of the computer and going to bed... now....ish
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Beware the Evil Spork!
"There is no utensil of more unrelenting malice..."
"Always be yourself... unless you suck." (Joss Whedon)
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