Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Insomnia Inspiration

So this is what happens when it's about 2am in the morning and I can't sleep. I start writing random things. Last night I wrote this poem.



Down streets
and through fields.
From what was
to what will be.
Bright lights
at the end of the tunnel
reveal the consequences
Of chances take
and choices made
To become what we are
Of what we were


--Random Logic--

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