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I am the late hours of the night A lily white moonflower
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I know you,
You, and the others are the same
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There’s a wall in my mind,
And I am on the other side.
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I’m sure that I wasn’t like this long before;
That I was a child: the child that nobody saw.
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Sweet illusion paints a skin
Upon a canvas blank and cold.
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I seem to get stuck into the routine.
Never myself, no matter who I’ve been.
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Won’t somebody human come and take my place?
Someone who’ll belong amongst the human race.
Please apply within for a place in time and sp
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Underneath my skin, I have been drawn in.
I try so hard to join the dots, in invisible ink.
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I am a cheap imitation of a human mind:
All opinion memorised; all emotion plagiarised.
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Time has torn me away from myself.
I’ll carry on and be somebody else.
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I’m already gone as we get ready to leave.
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Alone in infinite uncertainties;
Forced to become one of many possibilities by your presence.
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I never thought I’d die
Calmly in my memories.
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I never thought I’d die
Calmly in my memories.
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I’m alone with bitter poison; bitter poison in my veins.
Distill myself for emptiness. I’m filling up on crimson pain.
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A dream within a dream.
Closed minds with open seams.
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Say hello to the girl that isn't me.
Let me introduce this illusory appearance of a person...
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This is a pretty obvious poem, but it was hard to write
To really comprehend the message, you must live it yourself... Live this poem.
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Lost, lonely, frightened, faithless
I walk through life
by shullrd
18 lines, 5 comments,
on Aug 5 10:39 PM. In Personal, Thoughts, Life, My life, Depression, Depressed, Personal., Gay, Identity
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Snow white
Snow bright
Where I may soar
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The gift of anonymity
What cruel soul would spitefully take this from me?
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A poem that gives you something to think about.
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Do you even notice
a thing anymore
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Clever in what I bring to the table ambitious in the many goals I set
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No Image
amongst those networked
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and welcome in the new they are heroes waning to dye
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when you feel like you don't fit in, never try to change inorder to blend in, because if the world does not accept you then its because, yo
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Prisoners of flesh
Cowering within the shallows of eternity; existence
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I read over poems that I wrote Five and six years ago
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Oh, what in this world can compensate For a loss so disastrous and monumentally great
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you cannot shoot, skin, or mount
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I don't care what others have to say, For all I care they can think what they want.
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It's about amnesia, identity crisis and the effects on people's mentality when attempting to rebuild their lives.
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a playful wind
shreds its leaves:
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Erik Erikson on a Sony Ericsson talking to his son
as family tree identifee is 20p a min'
by LeanneBridgewater
127 lines,
on Nov 3 1:07 PM 2008. In Other, Personal, Society, Thoughts, Humor, Life, identity, family, issue, Nature
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There are moments, when i wonder...
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First I was a nigger. Then a negro.
by Bubblekiller13
19 lines,
on Oct 24 8:23 AM 2008. In race, black, people, racism, understanding, identity, Life, Hope, Society, Personal
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She sits almost stoic One child at her foot
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I am an empty room.
Filled with books
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What is this?
This body of mine?
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I belong to the dark room
Hiding in the warm, welcome darkness
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