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I’m standing nearer, towards the edge
And I know if I jump, I’ll end up dead
The funeral music is already playing in my ear

I find ashes imbedded in my feet
So why does each step I take feel so sweet?
I’m moving farther from the center of this social circle

There are hands below that seem to wave to me
With silent promises that it will set me free
The wind is cold on the flesh that’s bare,
Proving that I am still there

Before you take apart my dreams, take my hand
Won’t you please remind of how this all began?
The melody, the symphony was lost to the words
The ones no one heard

And now I’m here
All alone
Now I’m gone
On my own
The roses are red
But they’ll turn black soon

But don’t you weep
Cause I’m still here
Even if you can’t find me
I am always near
So say your prayer
And leave me be
Or at least, what’s left of me

The sky is grey, like it’s always been
Tell me, what has been my greatest sin?
I wrote all them down in a book of pslams

I climbed to the moon to kiss a star once
Told me I’d been away for so many months
Came back down, but everything was the same

My toes curl around the rock, body swayed forward
Eyes are now guided down, and soon I’ll be falling toward
The beginning of the ending of my story
Yes, the fading glory

This has all been way overdue
So, sit back and enjoy the view
Watch me hit the end of the slide
It’s the end of the ride.

So now I’m here
All alone
Then I’m gone
On my own
The roses are red
But they’ll turn black soon

Don’t you weep
I’m still here
If you can’t find me
I am always near
So say your prayer
And leave me be
Or at least, what’s left of me
©2007-2009 ~roseguardian5
:iconroseguardian5:

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Just something quick I wrote out

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:iconboo12345:
*sigh* Why is everything you write always something so deep? I'm serious...this touched me a lot. :3 It's beautiful <3 Especially with the line about climbing the moon to kiss the stars, then coming back down to see everything the same... beautiful
:iconlassie102:
): that poem makes me really sad, but its really pretty at teh same time. like all the words you picked seem to fit this poem really well, good job!

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<3
:iconroseguardian5:
lol, I'm just a really good poet? Or perhaps I get inspired by drinking water and not knowing it?
Thank you though

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My flame-throwing, acid-spitting, whale-eating monkey-cat-dinosaur shall be named Mr. Snuggles!

I'll stop writing when they finally chop my hands off!...yeah, you heard me!

...CRACK POCKET
:iconroseguardian5:
Thank you ^_^

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My flame-throwing, acid-spitting, whale-eating monkey-cat-dinosaur shall be named Mr. Snuggles!

I'll stop writing when they finally chop my hands off!...yeah, you heard me!

...CRACK POCKET
:iconboo12345:
XD lawl. Nice one.
:iconfurnosaurus:
amazing sentiment.. well put images strapped together coherently and with strength.. an amazing write

I'll be reading you now for sure...

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Good taimes...
:iconroseguardian5:
Wow, thank you very much! It's real compliment to know you thought so much of it.

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My flame-throwing, acid-spitting, whale-eating monkey-cat-dinosaur shall be named Mr. Snuggles!

I'll stop writing when they finally chop my hands off!...yeah, you heard me!

...CRACK POCKET
:iconstoneheartraven:
Wow, excellent tune. Reading it, it'd go great to a beat akin to Linkin Park's, "Bleed it Out" from their new, Minutes to Midnight, album. Has the potential to be a straight to the point, hard hitting rocker. Great job.

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-"Better to have people think you're a fool, than to open your mouth and remove all doubt."

-"Here's to you, 'n here's to me-best of friend's we'll always be, but if we ever disagree? F**k you, and here's to me!"
:iconroseguardian5:
Thank you, I've never heard that song before, it was meant to steal little bit of the tune of "Black Roses Red" by Alana Grace, a bit of lighter rock.

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My flame-throwing, acid-spitting, whale-eating monkey-cat-dinosaur shall be named Mr. Snuggles!

I'll stop writing when they finally chop my hands off!...yeah, you heard me!

...CRACK POCKET

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