Arterial walls around my world,
Pumping air into my lonely room.
Four windows that open only when i raise them,
Pressured to close them by the outsiders looking in,
Why should I care what they think?
Free world in which I live,
Circulating antagonists that leave me defensive,
Do I vent when I am cornered?
Attack if I must yet I fight for my rights,
Why would you fight for me?
I am nothing but that which shares the inside with the out,
Outside striving to find its way in,
Home is where I am.
Race ya!
A contest entry
- Break The Cliche by Lyre-Bird-.
550 points, ended April 13, 2007, 17 entries
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Comments
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Firstly I want to thank you for entering the contest and following all the rules........
Your entry has been added to the finals list!!!!!
wish you the best of luck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
Tracey
*the finals list is in no set order, Judging takes place after the closing of the contest..............
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You have a very unique way of writing! it's inspiring. I wish I could write. I need to. I have terrible writers block. You have a great new picture. You can toss your son around your shoulder! it's adorable!
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Great poem. You have some really great, original lines here. Best of luck in the contest.
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darn good poem you have here. Keep up the good work.
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