You stand on me,
Throughout the day.
You trample and stamp,
Not a sorry you say.
You walk on me,
Without a glance.
With pointed heels,
Across I you dance.
Being a floor;
It hurts so much.
I'm forever alone,
Apart from a foots touch.
I'm puked on, tripped on,
Kicked and battered.
It's I who must hug you,
When you've clattered.
And then I'm replaced,
When 'graying and frayed,'
You hate your life?
I WOULD TRADE!
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Flaming flowers dance on the sun, Oh what it must be, to have such fun. We never shall know the joy that is known, To those beautiful flames as they twirl on their own.
I once burned brightly. I danced across the floor with complete freedom, reaching to touch the skies, Cackling with glee.
The night ran. For day was coming. Its bright lights burned. And the tables were turning. It gathered its stars and fled to the shadows. For daylight couldn't reach out all of its arrows.
Last night, November slipped away. She blew a kiss and said so long, but she just couldn't stay. Kind December moved in in her stead, With glistening eyes of ice.
I don't believe in black and white Grey is okay But there are many other colors Don't be stubborn Open your eyes you will see them coming your way When you say for me it's either black or white You...
Monday cleared his throat so that he could speak 'I'm tired of being seen as the start of the week. Everyone hates me because I bring school And work and various chores to do.
Sunrise man Hey, sunrise man Your time will come To catch the stars Upon a new, bright light. Sunrise man Oh, sunrise man I know of your longing To see her again And you will, in the deep dark dark.
A crystal clear droplet of fluid, refreshes soul in the emblazoning heat. Allow it to sooth your scorching wounds, Though being so small, it's no easy feat.
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