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September 28, 2004
Poem I just wrote... wonder if it's any good...
Fear my smut-stained world,
where fantasy be
(I think I'm gonna)
comes fake reality in my
mind.
(It's all in my mind,
it isn't real
it's not
real
(but it feels
real))
Life misunderstands my requests
(Please, I beg you
Thank you, you're welcome)
and I sigh
(a very unhappy birthday)
to you, cosmos.
I wish
I knew
why
I feel
(every touch, every caress
every little breath
that's not really there...)
so very
alone.
(with you...
(or without you...))
Posted by poetfox at September 28, 2004 11:13 AM
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