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Who I Am
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Who I Am |
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TasteOfOctober Member
since 2003-06-24
Posts 94 |
Who I Am your question is a simple one so I'll give you a simple answer. I am whats spawned of no fear just fight. I am one that will not walk into that eternal night, that eternal nothingness without rage and passion burning me alive as I battle. I've been called a cancer, I've been deemed a demon ive been known as a hero, as well as a villian. I've been called a thief, and feared as a pirate only to be known as an avenger of honor, an dI hold a million other titles besides. . I in truth am all of those, but none. Your perception of me is predetermined by the face that I will show you, personality is the facad I decide to create for you that I might live in the darkness beath your trivial mindgames letting passion light the fire that I use to see my next challenege, my next battle, and even as you sleep I am eating away at your reality as I battle demons and heroes alike. I have been damned and thrown to death and I entered hell with my fists and will raging even into that eternal punishment and I threw chains around the demons after I defearted them and with the force of my will I had them pull my stolen chariot back to the world and I dared death to come again to battle, and now even death will watch carefully how it comes for me knowing that if it doesn't I will come for death. I have roamed all of existence within my battles and the scarson my soul are visible to the naked eye, but I will continue to fight...for if I do not fight...I do not live. I am a soldier, a warrior that lives simply for the fight and the fight is something beyond the comprehension of yoru mindgames and yoru nightmares...the fight is who I am. so again would you ask me that simplequestion of who I am? This time I will give you a better answer. Pull me close, whisper with your eyes that you love me, ball up your fist and then hit me in the face, for to truly know me, is to fight me. now enough of the mind games, this is for love, on your feet, and on till death. This is my typical stuff, but this is one of my favorites. The only difference between the creative and the conformists is that the creative will not be conquered and the conformists already are. |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
A powerful and expressive poem!! I love the sound of anyone who beats their own drum loud and clear. But, I would save the mind games, because it seems to me when writing of them, you become a part of them. That's just my opinion, and as much as I hate to admit it, I've been guilty of doing just that, only to wish I could take it all back. Welcome to Passions, I enjoyed your poem thoroughly. |
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TasteOfOctober Member
since 2003-06-24
Posts 94 |
tgank you very much. well, in the original it didn't say mind games, ive edited a bitso i wouldnt get in trouble. lol. thank you. The only difference between the creative and the conformists is that the creative will not be conquered and the conformists already are. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
to truly know me is to fight me... yeah, I love that line! love the whole write! But (a suggestion, my opinion) you could break it up so it's easier on the eyes |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
yes, I enjoyed this.......  |
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QjQ Member Elite
since 2003-04-18
Posts 3756U.S.A. |
very nicely expressed,,, nice read.... A voice of honesty |
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