i've run out off words
i've run out of Feelin's
i've run out of feelin'.
i've run out of dealin'.
i'm packin' up
my old pick up
and goin' away
not nuthin' else
ta' say
but
bye'
won't even try
tired of the cry
can't sigh
can't die
so i have ta' live
i have ta' give
with the bye.
have ta' live with
the lie, the cry,
the die.
packed up & ready
to go down he road.
got my things
carry that load.
won't be no more poems
won't be no more lines
won't be no more stories
won't be no more mines.
if ya ever find me
the Me's you might find
if ya' ever find me
please be kind.
leave me a lone.
alone i'll be.
alonely & lonely.
let me See.
let me Be.
bye.
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Reviewed by christine phillips (Reader)
Reviewed on December 1, 2002
hey hey hey yea goodbye.....teasing..really come on no goodbyes...fucking stay and get really obscene...dig deep...find it and use it....I know you got it in you.
Christine
A scientist/philosopher explores the mysteries of existence in a highly personal quest for answers to life's ultimate questions, forging a bridge between sterile science and spiritual values -- a scholarly work for all who seek wisdom, truth, true fr
Explains the realizations that have given the author the views of living life fully. The life each person dreams about.
You must take a look at yourself before dreams can be reached.
Deciding what is the core of belief.
Christine
Good write. Bye.