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Stampeding through Hell
Contributed by
kellros
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Sunday, 16th January 2005 @ 02:07:38 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Stampeding through hell
at a threatening pace
as if we were born to die
in this hellish place
The faster we run
the less we see
we miss the things
that matter the most
and all the things that could be
The drums pound violently
as we stampede
voices are heard but none seen
we push harder to the edge
to find time to find ourselves again
as the angels silently sing
we go on through another day again
Life's not a race to be first
or to be last
not the speed you run
or what was in your past
its about finishing what you started
not how hard you had pushed
or how far you've gone.
It's about living your life to the fullest
and each day on its own.
Copyright ©
kellros
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2005-01-16 02:07:38]
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Re: Stampeding through Hell
(User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on
Sunday, 16th January 2005 @ 03:45:06 AM AEST
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i LUV THIS FROM START TO FINISH. iT'S A VERY WISE MASTERPEICE THAT WE ALL NEED TO READ DAILY. Gotta tell u it's the best poem I've read in mucho long time.
Keep up the awesome work.
luv, huggs, smiles-n-Stampedding through hell,
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