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Still Still

My yesterday is short,
My journey ahead is long,
Why then should i wallow?
In the failures of my past.

But,In spite of this,
I'm still sitting still
Fixated,stuck in my trance.

Floating in the clouds,
Dancing in the seabeds,
Walking with my head,
perspiring in the cold

Frozen by the sun,
I'm clinging to the winds,
Screaming at the dead,
My fantasies are killing me.

Alas!I'm awake now
But i am still still.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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September 13, 2010 at 6:03 AM
I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup Kolapo. Wishing you the best in your writing endeavors. You can look to the left side of the main page and find lots of information on PoetrySoup including contests by members of PoetrySoup and contests by the PoetrySoup site also which you may enter.If you have questions please feel free to ask anyone here. We are all willing to help and if we don't know the answer we will find someone who does. Love, Carol
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September 10, 2010 at 10:33 PM
Welcome to Poetry Soup.. so enjoyed reading your creative write tonight.. soup offers many contests on site... check them out and enter and good luck withluv..
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