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Endless Path
By Sin Amor
St. Christopher, give me endless tracks of highway
The open road is
the only place I feel like myself
I think yesterday was a Tuesday
I left my cellphone on the shelf
And i've flown on the devil's
ride
I never lost my pride
Sometimes fell by the way side
I cried on the shoulder of angels,
Lit roman candles,
I prayed that you couldn't tell.
I tried to be a friend to
you
I didn't know what to do
I couldn't choose between the two.
Adeona, protect me as my way is shown
My grave will be your
honoured shrine
I will keep nothing as my own,
Nor this body,
soul or mind.
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Copyright 2011 Sin Amor
Author's Note:
I don't normally make poems that rhym. I feel the structure limiting, but on occasio i do it for something different. I'm not sure how this one came out, there are parts i like and parts i don't like, but i may just be being overly critical of myself.Comments on "Endless Path"
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A former member wrote:
hmmmm.... I always tend to shy away from delving into the details of others poetry.... I mean, this reads like a poem, to me, and yeah, the rhyme is a funny thing, I sometimes avoid it, but I seem to like alliterative verse if nothing else... I like the image at the end, and religious themes tend to attract my attention, but I would probably seek to delete some of the 'I's ... however... that is just personal preference. Welcome to the valley and thanks for sharing.
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On Tuesday, May 31, 2011, Sin Amor
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Yeah, thats actually really close to my own opinion of this piece. I'm glad i'm not entirely incognizant in my own critique of it. I considered getting rid of all the I's but then decided to leave them there for some reason.
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