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CONTINUOUS DESTRUCTION

Poetry By: wikhaiinn
Young adult



JUST SIMPLE, ITS HOW THINGS CAN BE; CAN YOU MAKE A WAY TO OPEN A DIFFERENT DOOR?


Submitted:Apr 26, 2008    Reads: 258    Comments: 19    Likes: 7   


note: paragraphs are separated by "*"
CONTINUOUS DESTRUCTION
By Wikhaiinn
EFFECTS

When a heart is broken,

You can always have a chance to mend it,

When a glass falls apart,

You can always do your best to bring it back,

When a house falls down

You can always make a move to rebuild it up,

Like a broken faucet that continues to drop

And the way how you work hard to make it stop

It's an option to every action

A solution from any delusion,

It gives light to start a new day

And to decide for the bridge that awaits…

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One day, here on the city lights

And each province or town,

You might be asked of a frail pillow,

That's very feeble for anyone to manage

Yet once a pulling track of courage

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Dubious starts now,

No more silence to show,

My very last question for all of you to know

What if it is future you have ruined;

What will you do if you were in that place?

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How

Could all the errors be erased?

How can that precious life be suddenly changed…

For the time elapsed may not be spin

Of a life once defined,

From a wheel that used to spin;

Like every choice that has ended in a grief-stricken quirk

No glitter, no shine

No sign of existence to survive

Leaves you a clue

Of goodbye

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And did you ever wonder why

An unruffled sigh of cross-examination has arrived

Set to you and all your perspectives

Time's running out

Reality fades

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Like how autumn gave a sign for fall

Like how all of our fears can keep us trapped through a wall

There's no more way to escape

This is what ends in the dining table

And now may I ask you

Just one simple song that has ringed in every ear

It comes now for you to take real,

reminding the dashing clues,

ending with a question from our broken rules

"And what do you think

of a hole growing above us all…?"

Coz going back is too late to twist in time

All of a sudden we'll end in deep-fry

garbage

Doctor10th



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