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Worker
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA 
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I feel lost once more; these words may help me find myself, This point in life seems to be a struggle, As I tried to survive in society’s jungle, Many emotions claw at my heart, Failure, loss, and confusion deal the worst pain, I finished what I set forth to do, and yet no joy I sense in my accomplishment, Weakness and sadness surrounds me today, They are left as my only two friends, I’ve lost touch with the rest, In a moment such as this, my heart hurts the most, What I hold back from the rest, I spill forth on this page, Feeling trapped inside the society’s cage, I try often to fly away, But then a realization washes over me, I am no angel that can fly away, But a worker who must chip away… I speak insanity. I write fantasy. I sleep reality. |
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maddorani Member
since 2007-11-18
Posts 423houston,tx |
loved it |
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LaGraceLa Member
since 2011-01-30
Posts 243Minnesota, USA |
"But then a realization washes over me, I am no angel that can fly away, But a worker who must chip away…" Beautiful, I love those lines very very much. Stunning way to end a poem great job! |
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