Only blind can hear, only deaf can see, sight and sound are of no concern to me. the qualities of reality, dictated through the hush of an echoed sea. Time distances all things; save but a wave of memory. Cherish not thoughts, nor dreams or hopes; For when you wake; the people you've seen, are not how they exist, nor how they appeared to be.
That is a really nice poem. Not crappy at all haha it's a great post!
ReplyDeleteCool poem and lol at skeletor.
ReplyDeleteAwesome job! I'm loving this!
ReplyDeleteHa! Nice labels!
ReplyDeleteSounds like something Dr. Manhattan would say :D
ReplyDelete@Kaizen <3 Thats like exactly what i was going for rofl
ReplyDeletebtw officially calling my bi-polar poetry "Lyrics" from now on. +5internet+
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