My ending..

chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
edited March 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
My ending.

Alone now without much, kind of withered.
Once what was unique now doesn’t thrive.
Of the past, we were this constant solid energetic force, now drained.
But how, why could it be our ending.
I did wish for you till my end
This is my ending.
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."

Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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  • JamalJamal Posts: 2,115
    See me
    Feel me
    Touch me
    Heal me

    (The Who - Go to the mirror, boy - Tommy)

    Seemed as appropriate as anything
    Good job
    Surf little waves big... Charge big waves hard

    - Antwerp '06, Nijmegen '07, Werchter '07
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