Me,
Im youthful yet wise
And I dream in the skies
I seldom write poetry
But Im finding it helps me
Put to rest an unsolved woe
Pen-to-paper and let it flow
Im average and bland and i claim being no king
Here purely for comfort as i find it reasuring
Thats Me
Like fluffy clouds of untampered heart
Or galleries of pretencious art.
It's bound by bearer, in unique sight
Of when it's wrong and when it's right.
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My thoughts in a twist
Through a rage-filled mist
Contemplating with a fist
Over the one ive missed
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Consuming burden of lifes measures
Taint and hurt all the pleasures
The sphere around is crumbling out
Rage and anger forced by shout
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Tattered peace, happiness gone
The endless drama, carries on
Righteous fools for all sides in
No right move, nothing to win
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