Array ( [sid] => 99825 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Can't Tell the Difference [time] => 2005-07-01 18:15:16 [hometext] => [bodytext] => In contrast to the prettiness that walks on its own
The ugliness falters when confronted with its own

In a deliberate opposition to the earth's powerful pull
I walk singularly, humming, a provocative tune

In defiance, I have not shaved my face in weeks,
Let someone speak,
Or dare say that I am intellectually weak
Or challenge me to a verbal duel
In which the looser is presented as the fool
Starting with this question;
What is the first thing they teach you in school

Share, your thoughts with me, I beg you to respond
I ask of you peacefully to give me some attention
To ask me my name, or where I'm from
To ask me the same, the same question
That I wish to know, that I die to hear
You say to me, that I am yours, and welcomed

In contrast to the mountains that stands high and firm
My neck dangles, and strangles, loosing air in turn
In a convincing way, the clouds show their intentions
The grayness that overcasts, has ruled out, a dry protection



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Can't Tell the Difference
Date: Friday, 1st July 2005 @ 06:15:16 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: jyssvw22
In contrast to the prettiness that walks on its own
The ugliness falters when confronted with its own

In a deliberate opposition to the earth's powerful pull
I walk singularly, humming, a provocative tune

In defiance, I have not shaved my face in weeks,
Let someone speak,
Or dare say that I am intellectually weak
Or challenge me to a verbal duel
In which the looser is presented as the fool
Starting with this question;
What is the first thing they teach you in school

Share, your thoughts with me, I beg you to respond
I ask of you peacefully to give me some attention
To ask me my name, or where I'm from
To ask me the same, the same question
That I wish to know, that I die to hear
You say to me, that I am yours, and welcomed

In contrast to the mountains that stands high and firm
My neck dangles, and strangles, loosing air in turn
In a convincing way, the clouds show their intentions
The grayness that overcasts, has ruled out, a dry protection



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