I'd rather burn my heart
on the beach;
sandy beach.
lovely sun,
burning sun,
blooming sun.
I'd rather fill my lungs with liquid
in failing air;
windy air.
flock of birds
squacking birds
colorful birds.
I'd rather deprive my dreams
of color
from adrianople red to zinc white
grey, black, black, grey..
I'd give these things up for...
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It's like seeing the same things from different points of view, yet it's the same 'speaker' throughout the poem. Possible undertones of schizophrenia, points for that :3


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And again.
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You understand.
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lolz I was hoping I got the interpretation right on some level. It looked like there were 3 speakers. It wasn't the greatest movie, but it reminds me of the Vantage Point concept, but in one person if that makes sense. Instead of the same scene with different POV's from other people, it's the same scene with different views from the same person. This is going to be a horrible example but it's like being a Socialist, a Fascist, and a Libertarian. I like it.
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