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Growning From Within A Broken Mind

Contributed by abnormalpunk on Thursday, 26th August 2004 @ 11:40:45 AM in AEST
Topic: InspirationalPoems



am i the person i thought i was
or am i a walkin lie
i can never be what is expected
no matter how hard i try

lonely in mind are my thoughts
with nothing to say
i walk down the path of life
alone almost everyday

the only company i get
is the one inside my soul
the one from my good side
not the heart as black as coal

in this world there are no friends
just people there to save
forgetting what im here for
i just know what you gave

battles in my mind are harsh
and they seem so real at times
but the ones upon this earth
are nothing compared to mine

you only see my outside shell
and do not give me a chance
to show you what its like to be me
and have to live in a frightened stance

if you only understood my mind
then maybe you could tell me
what is wrong with myself
and why i love that which i cant see

if faith did not exist in this world
i would have nothing to live for
but my faith has shown me
to live for the virgin born




Copyright © abnormalpunk ... [ 2004-08-26 11:40:45]
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Re: Growning From Within A Broken Mind (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 5th September 2004 @ 11:42:11 AM AEST
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I'd never have guessed this contained religious symmetry, until the very last line. I'd get Mick to correct the title, as its mis-spelled.

Yet, I like the rhyme - it seems easy for you, and this is pleasant enough to read.

Well done, and keep writing.




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