Post by Nick Peavey on Mar 11, 2013 16:06:58 GMT -5
This is something I just sat down and wrote. Without thinking of a subject I just let it flow out. I've never really let anybody read some of my creative writing so I'm looking forward to hearing anything from anyone!!! 
Living life he left the molded grounds of his homeland behind. The dark green colors of familiarity matches the lines of his bartending cup. But, when the river ran dry, he lept across the boundary to reach greener grass. It wasn't too far away as he was in the air. He stretched his arm out and his mouth was wide open. His eyes were too. The dragons were all over the place. Flowing with an extreme partiality. Can't I run for days into the horizon? Why not? ANSWER ME! Who's to say what the future holds. Beauty and solace lie in the tiles of a bathroom floor. The light fixtures are only a compliment to its dull white tiles. A bit fluorescent.
Yeah, so this is me. I don't really know where it comes from. Despite the fact that it's a big pile of nothingness, and is probably completely meaningless, it's me. I'm just looking for honest opinions.
Living life he left the molded grounds of his homeland behind. The dark green colors of familiarity matches the lines of his bartending cup. But, when the river ran dry, he lept across the boundary to reach greener grass. It wasn't too far away as he was in the air. He stretched his arm out and his mouth was wide open. His eyes were too. The dragons were all over the place. Flowing with an extreme partiality. Can't I run for days into the horizon? Why not? ANSWER ME! Who's to say what the future holds. Beauty and solace lie in the tiles of a bathroom floor. The light fixtures are only a compliment to its dull white tiles. A bit fluorescent.
Yeah, so this is me. I don't really know where it comes from. Despite the fact that it's a big pile of nothingness, and is probably completely meaningless, it's me. I'm just looking for honest opinions.