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Turned My Sound Up

Contributed by MoonlitAngel on Monday, 16th April 2018 @ 02:59:23 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



I worked so long building myself up
everyone else only emptied my cup
I see you enmeshed and wonder why
everyone sits back watching themselves die

is there no meaning within?
do you only find it in them?
set your autonomy free
all the things you wanted to be

I worked so hard taking myself back
but you give it away like it comes back
they all say you`ve gotta find yourself
as I watch the whole world selling themselves

what happened to all the rest?
the parts of you now oppressed
giving all your time away
like nothing else could care to stay

went my whole life so empty inside
now I`m full, and it`s precious, purified
finally learned how to be alone
found glory in the peace I`d never known

built myself from the ground up
learned to live loud, turned my sound up
all these little pieces are
lighting up my skies like a star




Copyright © MoonlitAngel ... [ 2018-04-16 02:59:23]
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Re: Turned My Sound Up (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Monday, 16th April 2018 @ 03:37:57 AM AEST
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Early on I was going to compliment you on the first stanza and then I was going to on the second and third but I soon realized how spectacular this work of art was and by the end I hope for you that it is true. Because if you can write this you need not feel alone.....

Bravo on a magical write!!!
It started strong and ended even stronger!


Re: Turned My Sound Up (User Rating: 1 )
by Durango on Monday, 16th April 2018 @ 04:50:46 AM AEST
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All these pieces are
Lighting up my skies like a star.
Finding peace in the pieces and then the radiance of it. Excellent introspective journey.


Re: Turned My Sound Up (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Tuesday, 17th April 2018 @ 03:38:45 AM AEST
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Learning how to be alone and happy
is a very good thing
in my opinion
you have leveled up....




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