The Old Cat's Meow

Author	Message
LillieRezerection104 Shoot Me, I'm A Newbie Age: 33 Gender: Female Posts: 4	April 9th, 2008 at 01:38pm I'm sick of hearing the old cat's meow and The snarling growls of the feasting foxes. The taste of the feast is quite delishous But the hanged man upside down Can't let loose a smile because His appetite comes right back up to Torture him. He is taunted by the gazing sun that One day he'll be right-side up. The entertainer so sly and a lie The embarassment he ignores. When the ridicule is pushed off a cliff, He is silent, Thoughts to himself staring at the moon On the roof top of the tower. He is so high, staring at the misterious sky That he doesn't even know how lucky he is. One day he'll glow upon his mistakes and Be greater than the natural man. I'm walking by the sea and Hear the crashing of the waves The cries of the sea-gulls and Thier chance to want to be free To fly to warmth, love, and pleasure. A gleeful subconcious smiles Without the known living human. A square business and knowing Where not to go and who to find. Show me where this path is to go. You told me something about passion.

Author

Message

LillieRezerection104
Shoot Me, I'm A Newbie

Age: 33
Gender: Female
Posts: 4

April 9th, 2008 at 01:38pm

I'm sick of hearing the old cat's meow and
The snarling growls of the feasting foxes.
The taste of the feast is quite delishous
But the hanged man upside down
Can't let loose a smile because
His appetite comes right back up to
Torture him.
He is taunted by the gazing sun that
One day he'll be right-side up.

The entertainer so sly and a lie
The embarassment he ignores.
When the ridicule is pushed off a cliff,
He is silent,
Thoughts to himself staring at the moon
On the roof top of the tower.
He is so high, staring at the misterious sky
That he doesn't even know how lucky he is.
One day he'll glow upon his mistakes and
Be greater than the natural man.

I'm walking by the sea and
Hear the crashing of the waves
The cries of the sea-gulls and
Thier chance to want to be free
To fly to warmth, love, and pleasure.
A gleeful subconcious smiles
Without the known living human.
A square business and knowing
Where not to go and who to find.
Show me where this path is to go.
You told me something about passion.

Options
Go back to top