You take my generosity for a spin
In it you will find
What is left
The real me
Buried so deep
Under normal circumstances
I would fight the flow
Now i just don't know
You have released
The real me that i am
Will you weep
When you see
Who that i really am
Or will you move on
Like i never meant that much
Whatever you choose always remember
You drove me to the real me
No one but you
Choose now as it would be your breath to live
That saves you from deaths grasp
A contest entry
- Fresh Freestyle Free Verse!! by requiempoet.
900 points, ended September 27, 2007, 12 entries
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Comments
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Crying is a huge catharisis ( second to last stanza) fabulous!! but sometimes even if you cry, you can't erase what's going on.
best of luck in the contest
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