Misty moon

Rookie (June 11 / Marshall tx)

The Hippie - Poem by Misty moon

The hippie has no where to turn
All her bridges have been burned.

Looking back now
I don't know how

How i survived
Or that i'm still alive.

World full of war
While the love of the hippies soar.

Feel the love
Like your hovering from above.

By the heavens i by passed cloud nine.
The cloud where i'm at is cloud eleven.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 25, 2009



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