A New Place
By colleen
I'm not used to this place.The sun hasn't stopped shiningFor weeks,It's beautiful.But I'm just not used to this place.Every flower is in full bloom,They won't ever die.Go ahead, pick one,It'll grow back.Isn't it beautiful?But I'm still not used to this place.My old enemies and lost loveHave smile and nothing but kind words.War is still something that happenedIn the ancient times of my parents and grandparents.It's so beautiful.I don't know if I'll ever get used to this place.My heart is singing,There's a skip in my stepAnd a glow in my eye,But I swear I'm not in love.My hand won't let me write sad poems anymoreI haven't cried in ages.It's incredibly beautiful here.I think I might be getting used to this place.I don't think I ever want to leave.I just wrote this, let me know what you think. Thanks! Written October 26th, 2001 © on Oct 26 2001 08:07 AM PST 18 • 0 • 12
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"I'm not used to this place.The sun hasn't stopped shiningFor weeks,It's beautiful.But I'm just not used to this place.Every flower is in full bloom,They won't ever die.Go ahead, pick one,It'll grow back.Isn't it beautiful?But I'm still not used to this place.My old enemies and lost loveHave smile and nothing but kind words.War is still something that happenedIn the ancient times of my parents and grandparents.It's so beautiful.I don't know if I'll ever get used to this place.My heart is singing,There's a skip in my stepAnd a glow in my eye,But I swear I'm not in love.My hand won't let me write sad poems anymoreI haven't cried in ages.It's incredibly beautiful here.I think I might be getting used to this place.I don't think I ever want to leave.I just wrote this, let me know what you think. Thanks!..."