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There They're Theirs

Updated on May 3, 2010

 

Listen

Do you hear those beautiful birds singing In harmony

Above the neatly ordered lines of houses below thee.

And the people down there without one ounce of care

To make you more aware Ill tell their robotic in nature

Seems to be a bit like closed minded doors of their hearts

Doors of which they just can not get the hang of closing

In time properly

They seem to never be still not for a second do they not

go without fidgeting .

Down there on their paved mirrors they ride freely In black

Metal machined coffins welded together with gold at the seems.

Their what all the certificates anniversary’s trophies

Statues walls speeches ribbons and praise are made for.

They are dull and not near sharp

I am glad I’m not them.

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      kimberlyslyrics 7 years ago

      me too

      fly babe fly

      xo

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      kimberlyslyrics 7 years ago

      btw rated up but don't get all cocky now that you have 10 more hubs than me

      clear?

      xo

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      David Walston 7 years ago from The Large Magellanic Cloud (LMC) (m-M)_0 = 18.41, or 48 kpc (~157,000

      Crystal.

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      Debarshi Dutta 6 years ago from Calcutta

      I like the simplicity of this poem...

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      David Walston 6 years ago from The Large Magellanic Cloud (LMC) (m-M)_0 = 18.41, or 48 kpc (~157,000

      And what of the obscurity ?

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