Balance Con-ArtistA Poem by Ruminating ArchaeologistI think of tightropes....or hanging over a cliff wanting to let go to the rope you're holding on to
I wish our conversations
were as effortless as our laid-back attitudes got a lot of stuff to do but yet I thought we'd jump at the opportunity to become more to this life we live stretch our brains this mind we kill with apathy spell out exactly what is wrong with the world, with us, with the evolution of our adolescence force these pistons to work a little harder, faster, better, stronger; then whatever else is left will fall into place as if we connect better than I thought I know it's hard to keep life stable but why is this failing why is this falling if we're standing still © 2011 Ruminating Archaeologist |
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Added on January 8, 2011 Last Updated on January 23, 2011 AuthorRuminating ArchaeologistParadoxical Cerebrum, INAboutSince 8th grade, I've been writing and I honestly can say I've improved. My deviant art account is normally where I'm stationed, and I use it frequently. I also have a fanfiction.net account, and I'm .. more.. |

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