The Country

I used to say well dad I want to move,
Where I can take out girls and groove,
I loved the thought of the big huge city life,
I would say the country brings too much strife,
I would never take the life of a man and not care,
But I will tell you I would kill thousands to be there,
I miss my friends and they miss me too,
I just don't know what I really need to do,
I think about just taking off in the night,
But what if I got scared when there wasn't light,
Would I turn around and have wasted my time,
Or would the tune of it be an unresistable chime,
I dont know that answer now at this moment,
Maybe someone should just leave me a comment!!!



Poetry by Justin
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Written on 2006-02-22 at 02:54

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Zoya Zaidi
the life a big city has it lure,
For those who find the country a bore,
Everything moves on slowly here,
Nothing of the thrill, the big city bears,
But when you have the big city,
And are living there,
You realise the rush sometimes lays things bare!!
2006-02-22


Bekim Rauseo
sounds escapist like cheaper by the dozen but in reverse-right? anyway here's your comment *tada*
2006-02-22