Hmm... this is quite boring to me,.... but... it is still a good poem... hmm... the theme is nice..the way the poem goes...it's like a rant to me..
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Every step you take , every turn
of the page your life seems less
like yours and more like someone
else's.
Look around see things as they have
always been , why do the tree's look
so much greener after a tragedy? why
does a kiss seem so much sweeter when
a heart is being mended that it does
when you have been together for ever?
There are so many things that make
this like less like yours and more like a
book someone else wrote where is the control
you wanted? is there any point to all the
shit everyone goes through or is it just another
story line from someones life that plays out in you?
You always say life is greener on the other
side what makes you think that those on the other
side don't think the same? because everyone
knows one persons fun is another's hell , is that also
part of somone Else's life that you live because you
cant have your own life?
Originality is it just a figment of your imagination? or
are you truly one of a kind and everything i have said is just
ranting of somone who never really knew anything about
myself? confusion all around you can you be sure of anything?
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Duality is what makes things so twisted can you really
say what is real in your life and what was put there
by circumstance? and by real i mean that comes from you
with out any outside input. anyway comments and sugestions
are welcomed.
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demons
I'll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices son
They're one in the same, I must isolate you...
Isolate and save you from yourself
Hmm... this is quite boring to me,.... but... it is still a good poem... hmm... the theme is nice..the way the poem goes...it's like a rant to me..
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I liked it... We always seem to think life is easier, or better for others.
This poem brought out the reality, that in some way shape or form, the person next door (so to speak) is as discontent as we are.
... Not Ever Again...
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