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Hold your hands out infront of you, Do it!

let my images fill your mind.

Ok,

Your hands are out infront of you, you can feel the wind push up, and the earth pull down.

you take one hand and you hold the bar behind you,

you take the other an hold it out to it's fullest reach.

you lean forward until you feel the tention between your shoulder blades.

you close your eyes, and you see the ocean, the calling mists.

let go of the bar.









and as you fall forward,




Remember me.


This is what I want, This is what I call for.

It is what I've been trying to say for five years.

This is what I want the most,

But even with this I fail,

afraid of the consiquences.

All I want is to be held by my mother, or noticed by my father,

Something I lost along time ago, and it's not coming back.

So let the drudgery carry on.

I'll walk with you a while longer.


This is kind of weird, but I wrote it out of frustration. Rather than anger, or depression. Mostly because I'm having trouble with my h/w