Umbra Posted July 24, 2008 Report Share Posted July 24, 2008 I miss the dayswhen everything was betterEveryone knew what to doand how to do it good Now we’re stuckwith all this messand there’s no patience leftno time to wait When the god of wolvesstill walked our landsthose were the dayswhen everything was better Now, the key has turnedand the clock is ticking downI’ve given up all hopethat we’ll live to see better days We’re living in a wide worldbut here we all come togetherbut there’s a price we all must payrules to keep and to hold I’m standing hereenduring the fires and the flamewaiting in the rainWaiting for the... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Willieh Posted July 24, 2008 Report Share Posted July 24, 2008 You're 15 :| You wouldn't really know about the golden days (just as I wouldn't). But it's an okay poem I suppose, I like it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Umbra Posted July 24, 2008 Author Report Share Posted July 24, 2008 That depends on which Golden Days you refer to. I'm pretty sure we don't refer to the same. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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