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Orion's Hope

Lights on dark canvas, the bow drawn back A star arrow poised to shoot into the black The archer's eye aims, he fires into space But what is the target?The human race? The brightness approaches, slowly at first And then it explodes, a fiery burst The end's really here, but then I wake up Orion's still there, I reach for my cup A dreamer I am, a spaceman I'm not But I long to get up there away from this rot I'll build a rocket to escape all my woes From bric a brac things and some dirty old clothes Escape from this life, have hope in my mind Avoid this world's harm, be strong and be kind I won't get upset, I'll live life at full throttle Strive on and reach upwards, then I reach for my bottle Constellations can wait, tomorrows always there For mortals like me though I'm just Gods dare Life is just pointless, I'm going to bed With my friends Jack and Charlie I may wake up dead Or maybe they'll take me to the place I dream of Into the heavens where I can find love My mind is my prison, my mind gives me hope Addiction takes hold though, like a hangman's rope

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Date: 3/1/2014 5:44:00 AM
Rob, wow, my mind is my prison. I like the concept. gazing beautiful, outrageous imagery. living for tomorrow's hope. Skat
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Rob Carter
Date: 3/1/2014 7:16:00 AM
Thanks Skat.

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