Talent Poem by dymon sidebottom
Talent
Don't tell me this talent is good.
Everyone says I'll make it somewhere.
Along carrying this talent.
I don't want it anymore.
Take this talent and vanish now.
I'm tired of it, but I'm unhappy.
I can't change these feelings.
So why don't they leave.
I can't live it out anymore.
I love my talent, but I don'twant it screaming at me anymore.
9/23/09
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