OhGod! please spare little time for me, I hate peoples stares, I hate to live in reality, actuality, and factuality doesn't bother me, it's the fact that people make my heart bleed. I try to stay on the right path, listening to my soul's drumbeat, but these demons of hell are after me. Take me this very day, this very night if there's no other way.Forget what people have to say, as long as i'm gone when the day starts to wane.
Oh God! take me to the Golden Gates,swiftly off, up, and away! Oh God! why do I care so much? Is it because people love to hate this much? To stay in touch just to hurt, and there goes the Red Flag Alert!
A contest entry
- please spare little time... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
400 points, ended December 6, 2008, 17 entries
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Humm...I like the intensity of the take along its thought structure making me curious and thoughtful as well..my thanks for such a wonderful piece..
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