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To look so human
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To look so human |
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Mad_Hatter Member
since 2003-06-29
Posts 393Canada |
I was never there, when I needed me With you just an age away The base is burning, in this winter breeze I built myself inside a room And I made me fit, for the world that doesn’t exist Staple your feet to the door Don’t come back here What you’ll see has past and been The world behind the door Something hollow, nothing more I used to smile, to look so human I used to try to fit so nice The truth is, this world isn’t for me The way blood can run down along the grass and still look clean The way you’re all in cuffs, but still smell free Happiness is measured by the width of your smile Let me tell you a secret We are all here to die And you’ll go gleefully, I’m sure And when the mountains moan Crying out for you to save them You’ll just laugh and wave When death finally comes You’ll take his hand You’ll walk him to the ocean You’ll sit him on the beach And for the first time in your life You’ll miss, you’ll regret, you’ll feel despair You’ll hold death in your arms And for the first time in your life You’ll speak, not just what you were told, but speak what you feel You’ll tell of a man, too weak to breathe this perfect air How he trembled when he was touched How you secretly loved him, for everything he could never be This boy, this helpless nobody, his name “Discard” You’ll say he looked so human, but could never be No matter where he went, he was always alone No matter where he lived, he was never home Born with no sense of purpose He died alone In a shallow grave In a world he loathed He placed his hands over the sun And spread a scream This place was never me…never me… |
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Ada'doLisdo'ti Member
since 2002-12-10
Posts 123California |
Very well written peace, gives me something to think over for the week. True, very few people feel the fit in. Cry long enough and your soul will be dried... |
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Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
I enjoy how you talk about her sitting down with death. interesting. and your the little man...she talks about. I resent that the person that commented before had to make such a broad statement as: few people feel they belong. Is that supposed to be comfort, or insight or something. Everything is realitive... excellent piece.. |
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Jelfling Junior Member
since 2004-01-27
Posts 21Indiana |
actually, I'm curious as to whether the person is a male or female. It doesn't give any real clues. The boy at the end, "Discard" couldn't that be the person looking back on hindsight? |
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Mad_Hatter Member
since 2003-06-29
Posts 393Canada |
The person who takes deaths hand walks him to a beach is a girl and she looks in hindsight on the boy. I guess it's kind of confusing, but the boy is saying everything, sort of looking into the future when he's gone and she's all alone, in this world that she never led her to believe she could be alone. Thanks all for your responces. |
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