Such a graceful way of living.
If only we hadn't been born into this
There is only one way out;through
Lets live a simple existence
No ladder to climb, or money to burn time
A simple life, modest
Detach myself from the usual
The standards of living to which i am bound
We should live humble
and kind
Not pure, not restrained
No simple worries to be complained
Leave me to my whims
Leave me high above the mountain peaks, shivering height
tattering my limbs
like a hawk soaring upon the wind
This has gone so far
Past can't be made undone
Human beings Last of their kind
Why can't we destruct the reptilian mind
Copyright 2003 Jadednoir
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