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Manufactured Under The Authority Of Time
Contributed by
Avila
on
Saturday, 12th June 2004 @ 03:50:46 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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I have no feet for rhythm.
I dont have to move until Im provoked,
My words will make you choke.
If you dont like it you can be on your way,
No one here is making you stay.
You talk about the feelings,
That never showed me meanings.
Ill never need a man,
To show the world where I stand.
I will never be misleaded,
Or allow myself to be mistreated.
Im the speaker of the house,
I dont like to play cat& mouse.
My strength you will not break,
My faith, no man can take.
Is my attitude something youd follow?,
Are my words to hard for you to swallow?
Can you see your self with me,
Knowing the way I can sometimes be?
Im speaking words Id thought I never say,
I have no clue how I got this way.
I know what I do,
& I partly blame you.
I live in the divided state of hypocrisy,
Surrounded by everyones democracy.
Ill leave a sour taste in your mouth,
& you still wont figure me out.
I will always be the partys host,
& I dont care if I hurt you the most.
I got the rep of a villain,
With a face thats appealing.
Ive swallowed all I could,
If I could get rid of you I would.
I lose all control,
When my emotions out they stroll.
My words can be great,
& at the same time degrade.
Too much pride between you &I,
Never getting anywhere will all the lies.
Sometimes the world passes me by,
So I sit down to cry.
My heart grows colder,
As time makes me older.
The tears that youve tasted,
Dont compare to the 2yrs that I wasted.
Time is changing,
Young faces aging,
Innocent hearts are ragging.
In this world of Illusion,
I live among its confusion.
I fly when I cant see,
I walk with out sense in me.
You made a big mess,
Id love to love you less.
I want to fall on my face ,
When Im looked upon as the disgrace.
I have to watch what they say,
So Im told to act a certain way.
You demand of me,
The things youll never be.
Not being able to keep social relations,
That dont meet your demanding expectations.
I wish I could unscrew,
Everything I do.
Im tired of waiting,
While my opportunities are escaping.
Life makes me relate,
to all that I hate.
I cant sit still,
I always feel empty ,like theres something to fill.
What do I do when what I feel,
Turns out to be real?
Copyright ©
Avila
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2004-06-12 15:50:46]
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Re: Manufactured Under The Authority Of Time
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by carmen_queasy on
Saturday, 12th June 2004 @ 04:09:59 PM AEST
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| This is a great poem. It sounds like a rap to be honest. I love the line "I'd love to love you less" |
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Re: Manufactured Under The Authority Of Time
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by Essentially9 on
Thursday, 8th July 2004 @ 12:34:05 AM AEST
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| very good. excellent. |
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