Bitter Pill

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Waking up to harsh reality. moving on...

Submitted: January 21, 2007

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Submitted: January 21, 2007



Feels like a bitter pill...

Like a running, everything’s still

Makes you think in the end

Barbarians at the gates, we pretend

Rain like a warm, tropics downpour

I want to see it on my floor

I want to dance like a man alone

Across a world, I want to roam

Bringing light of sorts

Is hard, with dark, it resorts

To a system of destruction

Everything has a repercussion

Follow it blindly, like the hypothetical blind rat

A new idea, a piper, leading you from that,

Which you would state

Is your way, and your fate

Is your place, in a place

Glide on, wind on your face

Just, go leave, without a trace.

Your not for here, that’s the case

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