Power Trip

I gazed upon the lavish sky
Shades of night were setting upon me
The sun stepped down from his golden throne
Recycled for the time being

I feel the burden
The agony of having infinite power
Out of the deep and abysmal
I refocus my desires



Poetry by Coolaaron88
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Written on 2006-08-21 at 04:52

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Saga
People want to do so many things if they had the power and then when they get it,they're so drunk off it, they forgot why they wanted it in the first place. The truth is they always had the power, it just wasn't the power they wanted.
2006-08-21