¤»The innocent criminal journal«¤ {first entry}

jfs5-10-10
jfs5-10-10 Posts: 326
edited October 2010 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
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The air tastes so sweet.
It is the first time in 6 years.
Six years since I've seen daylight.
Took some paper and some ink
From a farmhouse on the edge of town.
Gotta be careful.
Can't be found.

And now I creep through this wretched swamp.
Damn these shackles.
One wrong move could be the death of me.
Tonight I sleep under this dead tree
Dream of the day ill be completely free.
<b>Your light's reflected now,... reflected from afar...
We were but stones,... your light made us stars</b>

Buffalo 5-10-10...First PJ show..Life changing..magical..
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  • catefrances
    catefrances Posts: 29,003
    :thumbup:

    more. more. more.
    hear my name
    take a good look
    this could be the day
    hold my hand
    lie beside me
    i just need to say
  • StillHere
    StillHere Posts: 7,795
    is this something you're writing on your own, or does it say 1st entry because you want us to add to it? just asking.
    nice start :D
    peace,
    jo

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  • jfs5-10-10
    jfs5-10-10 Posts: 326
    I write as the convict... You write as the people who meet me along the way.
    <b>Your light's reflected now,... reflected from afar...
    We were but stones,... your light made us stars</b>

    Buffalo 5-10-10...First PJ show..Life changing..magical..

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