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by destiny, life decided it was time
that i should come to be.

And that is how i happened and that
is why i'm here, not because of love
or hate or a god that i must fear.

In life there is no purpose but that
of what we're taught,a yard sale of
illusions ready to be bought.

A buffet of emotions cooked to our
delight,tasty little potions decide for
us what's right.

Who will win and who will lose in lifes
great cover up, will you become the
holy grail or just a dixie cup.

Life is but a circumstance designed
to be a lie, where even puppets get
to dance before they get to die.

myheartsvoice

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Where Even Puppets Get To Dance

Contributed by myheartsvoice on Saturday, 13th January 2007 @ 04:34:04 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Amidst the many moments possesed
by destiny, life decided it was time
that i should come to be.

And that is how i happened and that
is why i'm here, not because of love
or hate or a god that i must fear.

In life there is no purpose but that
of what we're taught,a yard sale of
illusions ready to be bought.

A buffet of emotions cooked to our
delight,tasty little potions decide for
us what's right.

Who will win and who will lose in lifes
great cover up, will you become the
holy grail or just a dixie cup.

Life is but a circumstance designed
to be a lie, where even puppets get
to dance before they get to die.

myheartsvoice

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Re: Where Even Puppets Get To Dance (User Rating: 1 )
by V-I on Saturday, 13th January 2007 @ 10:39:58 PM AEST
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How, exquisitely appealing, this poetic outlook is.

I thank you for sharing this with me, and the rest of the world.

In life there is no purpose but that
of what we're taught,a yard sale of
illusions ready to be bought.

Words well chosen.

~V-I

Re: Where Even Puppets Get To Dance (User Rating: 1 )
by Shattered_soul on Sunday, 14th January 2007 @ 12:07:33 PM AEST
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Life is but a circumstance designed
to be a lie, where even puppets get
to dance before they get to die.

That is probably my most favorite stanza

Good right

Re: Where Even Puppets Get To Dance (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 14th January 2007 @ 10:19:37 PM AEST
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wow .. that last stanza is powerful in all it's simplicity ~

sad write .. I do hope that destiny does NOT sell illusions by
the yard and that this life has NOT been designed to be
a lie .. hope has always been a stable commodity for me ..

(and if ever that fails me .. I shall surely perish)

excellent emotional write~

*loves it*

~Breezy

Re: Where Even Puppets Get To Dance (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Wednesday, 21st February 2007 @ 06:52:31 PM AEST
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I stand and applaud
this flow
well done
I dig it
it's kool......

Re: Where Even Puppets Get To Dance (User Rating: 1 )
by MisfitMe on Friday, 2nd March 2007 @ 11:46:12 PM AEST
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Very witty & insightful...oh, who am I kidding...THIS WAS HUCKIN' FILARIOUS!!!

" Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans..."~J.Lennon

Great job, I really enjoyed visiting this page!

BigLoveMuchPeace,
~me

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