#1
So I was browsing through my poetry folder, and found a piece of prose I wrote but never posted. It's not too bad, so I figured I'd share it. Just hate that first line...


Can I forsake everything I've been taught in life? I'm writing whole books just to have something to burn. It's a sick, vicious cycle from which I force-feed you like an infant. There's no plot-line but there's meaning. It's deep, it's there. I promise. I promise. I swear. Crying never got me anywhere, so here I am now. Behind plastic masks and pick-up lines, I hide my true facade.
Last edited by Retribution at May 30, 2006,
#4
this is really good. i mean, its definitely better than 80% of the stuff i read on here. but not really too special, you know? i enjoyed reading it and all, but it didn't stand out too much. great job anyway, though.