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Untitled Confession (Part One)

Contributed by InexactExactness on Monday, 13th January 2003 @ 06:40:00 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

So stupid but lovely
This confusion of reality
My dreams are my only way out
Of the frailty of myself
All the little things
Seem to make more sense to me
The big picture is faulty
So I tend to make up and believe
In the little things, those things so overlooked
It hurts to think, it hurts always but
I'd rather go through life hurting
Than never have the chance to live
Thinking becomes the death of me
Because that's all I ever do anymore
It's become my life
Because it makes me feel alive
It's funny when you see the beauty in everything
Because then only the ugly invades your mind
Everything's a comparison, Everything's a decision
Between what could happen and what really does
I'd give up everything I own
My materialistic images and my thoughts
Those same thoughts that keep me living
To have one more shot at being naive
To have one more shot at loving to know nothing
Because when one understands everything
They only know what others have already discovered
They never really make anything their own
Such a strong being I thought I was
When so weak I actually am
So complacent with the boredom of the world
Because it's the only thing so common around me

Copyright © InexactExactness ... [ 2003-01-13 18:40:00]
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Re: Untitled Confession (Part One) (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Monday, 13th January 2003 @ 06:55:58 PM AEST
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Hurt in this life is how i shall remain because beauty in life has not shown it's name, ugliness comes in so many sinful forms but your beauty my friend is what keep ones warm, alive yet so dead in this world full of pain, a desire cast down because distance has maimed, you want to feel alive in this lifetime, and with effort put forth it'll happen in time...my heart for you cheers and my heart for you aches as i read your words clearly ...shh it's no mistake...you my friend have written such beauty in this poem...now im going to have to read Part two ...thank you for sharing your beauty through your poetry....i enjoy reading you...as you know....
.:*~*:.OreO.:*~*:.

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