Take me

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Fly like an eagle,swim like a fish
Take me on your journey,
so I can leave this rubbish
Take me to the rainbows, take me to the butterflies
Take me to the place where I can see his eyes
Take me to the waterfalls.
Take me to the place,
where happiness calls
Take me with you,
I can't stay here now...
All I've got left is a painful sin and a broken vow
Last edited by Chandni on Sat Dec 03, 2005 3:34 am, edited 2 times in total.




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interesting.
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thnx..I don't think its one of my best ones tough
I should not keep on, I'll just creep on creepin'on.




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It reminded me of that song that's like FLY LIKE AN EAGLE SO MY SPIRIT CAN BE FREE
I liked it... nice flow... although I wouldn't capitalize Take before that butterflies thing, after the comma.
Painful (usually words ending with -ful aren't double L'ed.

It sounded like a sad lullaby. I liked it.

-Elizabeth




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Thnx :D
I should not keep on, I'll just creep on creepin'on.




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short and very sweet.
does your name mean somethiing related to the moon (as in a Hindi word??)
i'm really curious.
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I like it. It's pretty and short and has good rhythm.




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Thank you guys..I really worked on this poem before i posted it so I guess my Hard worked is paid :wink: :D
I should not keep on, I'll just creep on creepin'on.



I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart; I am, I am, I am.
— Sylvia Plath