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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Let your voice be heard.

Submitted: October 04, 2015

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Submitted: October 04, 2015

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When I'm lonely

I pretend

That I'm a different person

Than who I am now.

That I can

Scream out loud.

That though my voice may never reach

My soul will soar in skies.

That "that" place is a utopia

Where fantasies come true.

A homeland

Where my conscience

Sits in an oasis

Between two mountains.

And yeah, pigs fly.

My body is an earth tone

And my arms are rivers

That my head is a golden sphere

High above the clouds

And my heart is the heart of the land.

When I'm lonely

I pretend

That I'm a different person

Than who I am now.

That I can

Scream out loud.

On paper.

And in words.

And there,

My voice echoes.


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