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An appetite for actuality
I freed my gaze and awoke to the birds
as the suns first light was dawning,
a leaf, a crunch, an absurd hunch,
filled my wandering thoughts that morning.
To my surprise my eyes sat wide
yet i was blind i sensed the burning,
i walked, to a door, a cold wooden floor,
the shock unable to disturb my yearning.
Out in to the world i strolled with vigour
skies, grass, trees, friends for learning,
yet carried, by a lust, a liberating gust,
but how to permit this state, i'm discerning.
I met a man of quite humble stature,
his plain figure struck me in a way,
still beguiled, i'm feeling, my loosed tongue revealing,
soon he must have wished my heart away.
I again heard the song of the sun and sky,
down the lane where nothing's leading,
i felt, so unwise, my life i despised,
an urge to bite the hand that's feeding.
Carry on, little son, you've much left to know,
a voice concealed from view, is he guiding?
i guess, i should go, much more he must know,
i've an appetite for truth, i'm not hiding.
One of my first attempts at lyric writing, but i like it. Did it quite quickly but didn't want to mess with it too much. Crits would certainly be appreciated
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