| Ashez | |
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meh. My Science fair project sucked. I am not making it to the regionals.. but to make me feel better.. I'mma tell you a poem I made bout Gorillaz... In Murdoc's POV.. howz this...? When all is lost, you sit back and wonder how you got so far gone, so out of touch. When all is lost, you think of the costs. Just to have a shrink peer into your head, when you'd rather just stay lying in bed. When all is lost, you think of those who would miss you, the ones who try their best to not get on the wrong side of you. When all is lost, you try to remember all you were taught. How when you drop the ball, to keep your chin up and try not to once again fall. When all is lost, you think of how you fought. How you fought to keep your tiny little, meaningless place in space. When all is lost, you think of the race. The race to occupy the number one space. When all is lost, you think of the pace. How everything seems to slow down, in my case. When all is lost, you think of your fate. How you can choosem to have it end right here, or try to keep living, straight through the tears. When all is lost, you sit back and wonder how you got so far gone, so out of touch......... |
| Murdoc | |
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Great poem... I'm moved. |
| Murdoc | |
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In fact, we can go in back, and I'll show you how moved I am. |
