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another little piece of me
Contributed by
Cancer
on
Sunday, 16th May 2004 @ 01:11:28 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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the character itself was unimportant
though every subtle movement made was key
the plastic face weighed heavy on the pale skin
until another little piece of me was gone
fluidic fabrication of a life, so make-believe
each word spoken led to another lie
past times forgotten, replaced by traumatic fantasies
and another little piece of me did die
a smile so fake, yet no one knew
so flawless was the replication
and even as I advanced, even as I spread my synthetic wings
another little piece of me passed on
quiet nightmares of cellophane
that wrapped a face carved by these tired hands
paint these brown eyes blue, highlight the hair
and discard another little piece as it slowly tears away
broke the mould to hide the evidence
sprayed Teflon on the trail, so no one could find the source
dumped all emotions in the ocean, waved goodbye to everything
now no more little pieces are left to mar this perfect clone
climb the social ladder, meet new "associates"
garner power that the plastic masses yearn to serve and please
shake the hands of kissing babies and ignore persistent memories
now every little piece of me is just a ***** fallacy
every little piece of me is nothing but a lie
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Cancer
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2004-05-16 13:11:28] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: another little piece of me
(User Rating: 1 ) by alecfernadez on
Sunday, 16th May 2004 @ 01:53:26 PM AEST (User
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this is a really cool tounge in cheek poem n i like! Its true work is a nightmare, and i'm very glad i dont have an office job. or I probably got the entire context of the poem wrong... either way I enjoyed it thouroughly. My mind is just too puny to work anything out. I got 72 on this IQ test on the internet! |
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