John Doe

Rookie (June 13th 1994)

Repetition - Poem by John Doe

What confusion
It's reached beyond my
logical thought process
My tripped-up conscious

Where'd that come from?
Completely unfathomed

Even through
Still trying
It won't throw me,
Off my style
I'll walk free,
Of you

You can't play me
You just can't phase
Me of normalcy

Repetition makes it true
Repetition makes it all so
When it's not all free
When you can't believe

Repetition makes me right
Repetition makes you gone
My life so clean
Wipe it off for a thought

When you can't even dream
When I can't just leave
Makes us all agree

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 27, 2010

Poem Edited: Monday, September 27, 2010

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