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An other poem.


Submitted:Dec 12, 2009    Reads: 80    Comments: 7    Likes: 5   


Shredding my mind my body not even mine. They ignore the truth want me to be like him, their masks of love are so see-through. My mask so different bird nose, empty eyes, pale skin, an eagle of anger. Watching in horror as the world around me collapses, wanting to escape but unable to, choke myself one night, didn't work. Frozen, unable to go on shredding my mind my body not even mine. They ignore the truth want me to be like him, their masks of love are so see-through. My mask so different bird nose, empty eyes, pale skin, an eagle of anger. Watching in horror as the world around me collapses, wanting to escape but unable to, choke myself one night, didn't work. Frozen, unable to go on, stuck with no way in or out yet knowing more about everything. Speaking to a creator to some may seem like a blessing but wipes your world clean of wonder always dreading in the wrong place. Having nightmares of things in other worlds other times. Some call it life but they are wrong as life doesn't exist.




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