River of gold
If I had to find a home...Cast away all my dreams...
Drown in a river of gold..
if i could see myself.
could this be heaven?
or have i always been lost
well, soon i'm home
again .
i'm free. i guess.
but it never felt free.
mythical sunshine
no mystery for me
anymore.
come over when you
have the time.
it's going to be fun.
on the other side of
time.
ugliness and beauty.
twisted in a delight.
nothing is what it was.
we are all the same.
the surface of an mirror
sea, on the other beach
we will meet again.
on the other side
on the fields of beauty.
i'm always been
free, but never felt
like this.
Poetry by asshole
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Written on 2007-03-24 at 23:52
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