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Epiphany
Contributed by
briefcircle
on
Wednesday, 8th December 2004 @ 07:20:51 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Happiness is a fabrication and it comes without warning
Destiny ***** lady luck, and didnt call her the next morning
Maybe I’m looking for something,
And this is how I search
I’m insecure about my life
And I should probably go to church
Two weeks payed vacation
Didnt arrive soon enough
Airbrushed in your mind
Dreams that you could barely touch
Poetry as a crutch
Noone understands you much
And its tough, but you had to pack your stuff
Cut the vocal cords,
Remove this fertile conception
We all make mistakes, and want to leave
I guess I’m an exception
I’m happy here
It all seems clear
No more fighting fate
It’s in the rear
Accepting that I’m not sincere
Accepting, the future is layed out flat
The past is a mirror if you look atit like that
Concentrating on how much we lack
It’s ourselves we attack
But we can’t pick up the slack
Some arbitrary expectations
A couple temptations
Too many Frustrations
Never completed content and complacent
Our intensions adjacent
Who has the most patience?
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briefcircle
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2004-12-08 19:20:51] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Epiphany
(User Rating: 1 ) by Essentially9 on
Wednesday, 8th December 2004 @ 08:58:13 PM AEST (User
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some very good analogies. i especially liked the airbrush part of this piece. i thought this was quite original. some of the rhymes did seem forced though, but with rhymes its a thin line in deciding if they are or arent. so why should i bother even saying anything? |
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