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Sep 13, 2007
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Summer Night
Dark night sky
Speckled with dotted lights
Traveling an unimaginable distance
Just to find my eye
Seeing what I desire from life
Drawing my own constellations
There’s a house with the family inside, my peace of mind
Long coveted illusions playing tricks create internal strife
A stiff cool breeze blows over my skin
Calming breath from the summers wind
Taking it into my lungs
This is a better way to begin
So I start my night over
Looking at the good around me
Stopping to smell the roses
Gratitude like a bull dozer
Clearing away negative thoughts
The sounds of an acoustic reverberate
Laugher shooing away sadness
Happiness is a sickness that can be caught
— Frost Smith, Sep 13, 2007
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Critiques
Frost Smith
18 years 9 months ago
Definately not my best,
Mark
18 years 9 months ago
Hi Frost !
orgami
18 years 9 months ago
happiness is a sickness
texasgirl
18 years 9 months ago
NICE
Mark
18 years 9 months ago
It sure is catchy
IKnowNoBox
18 years 8 months ago
Some call it contact high...
IKnowNoBox
18 years 8 months ago
I Know a good analagy when I see one....
weirdelf
18 years 8 months ago
Sorry man,
Frost Smith
18 years 8 months ago
Thanks, I will message quil,
Quillsvein1
18 years 8 months ago
okay
Frost Smith
18 years 8 months ago
Thank you all...
Eveliina
18 years 8 months ago
Well my dear friend you have