Ramblings of a beaten man

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This Is a poem I think, it's me at my lowest in a way almost forsaking everything that drags me down but also praising it too it's weird

Submitted: July 17, 2014

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Submitted: July 17, 2014



I'm nowhere near a poet
I'm just another false pretense
If I left no one would know it
I spent too long out on the fence
I'm buried in a shallow grave
At some random point in time
And no flowers will be laid
Coz the pain I caused is mine
I coulda been anything I wanted to be
Or so i was told in some old movie
With great power comes great responsibility
So dont go handing any power to me
Id just abuse it and burn it all to the ground
Im the very epitome of being lost and found
Im everything bad with next to no evil
Im the tip of your pen but as sharp as a needle
Sometimes I lose consistency
And my point is often misplaced
But I guess thats just the mystery
Like if you see the pain in my face
So maybe im the wordsmith
Like Ive always said that I was
But all that I've ever learnt is
That life is cruel because

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