My Demise.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
An inner conflict I have had for some time. I only wish I were as comfortable with the spoken word as I am with the written word.

Submitted: December 01, 2010

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February 1, 2010
By Jeremy Card

Late nights with time to think
My words and how I bend them
These liquid crystals before my eyes

All are leading to my demise

Like a mutt, my leash
Is chained to the ground
Moving nowhere but in circles

Promises of change
And dreams of joy
A life without hurt

By why am I being so innert?

To be able to write,
"What a wonderful gift"
It's not, a habit I wish I could kill

It's a reason for me to just sit still


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