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Broken Dreams

I walk down the road
I look at my feet
As the rain drenches my entire body
I don't care who sees me anymore
I am invisble

My dreams, my hopes, my goals
They lie like shattered glass at my feet
I stand on them, and keep moving

I don't look up
I don't look back

I move on

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Listening to Boulevard of broken dreams... good song, crap poem.

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  • Aesthete2000 gold member
    February 21, 2008

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    While your words speak sadly
    they also testify of your desire to express them,
    thus hinting of your ability to "look up"
    if you so wish.

    Aesthete