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What if
Contributed by
LilHulk55
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Friday, 27th June 2008 @ 07:39:45 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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What if I wanted to die
Throw it all away and say goodbye
What if I told you a lie
Knowing the truth would nullify
All that we have worked to keep
We've come too far, already too deep
And I am just a man, through all this
I've gone about it with an empty bliss
Scars on my ego, shackled to my overbearing pride
Feeling all the wrong I've done was justified
I am a hollow shell of what I once use to be
These high's fill the void in me
I'm taken away from here, to my piece of haven
This place is my answer and quick-fix for my craving
To understand and master this mystery known as life
But still my problems and afflictions are rife
I find myself hindering my growth, running in place
Knowing I'll never avail, I guess I just enjoy the chase
Premonitions of empty dreams and false hope fill my head
Is it my oppressive past, or my discouraging fate I dread
My life is a puzzle, but some of the key pieces are misplaced
Those that could help me put it together are oblivious to it or disgraced
So I stand here, with my heart full of doubt, holding onto nothing
I just wish I could feel more than this, feel something
So what if I wanted to die
Would you condone me or still wonder why
Because my whole life is just a lie
Copyright ©
LilHulk55
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2008-06-27 07:39:45]
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Re: What if
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by wheels on
Friday, 27th June 2008 @ 08:45:05 AM AEST
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A great deal of emotion and regret. Woe is the road our egos shall lead us, our vanity so fleeting with the winds of time to leave behind a shell of who we had percieved ourselves to be. Yet a lesson to be learned is not learned untill we see the trueth and we cannot grow untill once learned. Starting over with new eyes is a difficult thing my freind especially when it seems that we shall remain as empty shells never to be filled again. It is really a moving peice.
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Re: What if
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by Ruby2sdy on
Saturday, 28th June 2008 @ 12:23:07 AM AEST
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I like the way you've used your rhyme scheme, although it's repeated it doesn't become tiresome, or get in the way of the piece, overall, a lovely write,
2sdy x |
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