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My love
Burning through the slumbering
Concrete jungle in your mind
The magnitude of our folly
Visible from space
Unlike the great wall of china
That was a lie
The automatic reactions to life
Sometimes it seems so real
But it isn't for the faint of heart
Or the weak willed
And when the forest fire
Reaches the edge of the forest
It has to change it's name
But who doesn't these days?
My love
Burning through the slumbering
Concrete jungle in your mind
The magnitude of our folly
Visible from space
Unlike the great wall of china
That was a lie
The automatic reactions to life
Sometimes it seems so real
But it isn't for the faint of heart
Or the weak willed
And when the forest fire
Reaches the edge of the forest
It has to change it's name
But who doesn't these days?
Published 26th Nov 2013
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30th Nov 2013 12:16pm
There are so many wonderful metaphors here
...Burning through the slumbering
Concrete jungle in your mind
And when the forest fire
Reaches the edge of the forest
It has to change it's name
But who doesn't these days?
... deft touches of poetic genius in these lines.
...Burning through the slumbering
Concrete jungle in your mind
And when the forest fire
Reaches the edge of the forest
It has to change it's name
But who doesn't these days?
... deft touches of poetic genius in these lines.
5th Dec 2013 1:02pm
Anonymous
31st Jul 2015 10:56pm
I agree, it's brilliant.
