The last day of freedom,
The last day of air,
The last day of sunlight,
'Fore I'm forced into that lair.
The last day of dancing,
The last day of song,
The last day of 'life',
For now there's right and wrong.
The last day to run,
The last day to sail,
And maybe there's a hope,
That Summer will prevail.
Now I'm working,
Dreary night and day.
No time I have for loving,
No time to laugh or play.
Say Goodbye to Summer,
Please, don't go!
Please do stay,
For Winter is so slow.
I'm locked inside a prison,
I can't laugh or sing.
But there's always next Summer,
There's always a next Spring.
:)
Okay. I wrote this 'cuz school starts tomorrow and I'm officially depressed by the prospect. I WANT MA FREEDOM!!!!! I WANT MA FREEDOM!!!!! This is my way of telling all you guys and girls and kangaroos that I will not be updating very much. I'll be so preoccupied with school and junk, I probably won't have any time at all.
So ya.
I will try to update as much as possible, tho!!!!!! :( Peace out, love you all!!
~Pandy :)
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The Poems of Far Away
PoetryNot everyone has time for poetry. I know that. I respect that. If you really don't want to read this, it's okay with me. You can just leave. It's fine. But if you're still here, I would wish you could try to read these poems. Not everyone reads the...
