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This place makes me sick
I want to pack up
And lose its monotony
Routines and expectations
Traded for chaos and disorder
It's where I belong
I want to walk down the avenue
With my head held high
Knowing that at any point
My life can be stolen
Now that's excitement
-Trevor
well done....lots of feelin man, you still have your edge, please keep posting, i really like your poetry, the ending....as w/ most poems was catchy, something to help the reader remember it..
___---parch
ps.....i need more...
___---parch
i forgot to mention funny...."now that's excitement"...found that interesting...boy, how many times will i respond to this poem, not trying to praise to much really, just forgot was i was gonna say the first time.
___---parch
"I wanna talk about the LA Money Train. Hollywood, California. The place where people come to make it. The train makes many stops on its route. And many try valiantly to get on."
That's all I got to say.
I always wonder what happened...
From days when this board was so fresh and young...
Where is everyone now?