at first i was a spinal chord
bending and kicking
then a newborn on my back
wiggling and crying
then i learned to crawl
and learned to talk
the world was mine
then the world was gone
i learned to learn
and learned there is no end
and learning made me grow to understand
time in my hand is just sand
and realized the futile truths
are disguised lies
the world was refurbished
but a world undone
i saw the masks
at the masquerades
laughed at the sadness
and cloaked my madness
the world is a ball
and the perpetual last call
it is eternal halloween
the best one you ever seen
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the second half of this poem makes my knees a little weak.
the last 2 stanzas in particular.
and i'm not just saying that. sometimes i say i like things even when i don't because i like making people feel good more than i like telling the truth. but i actually like this. like really really like this. :)
yes i know exactly what you mean - have to resort to this kind of politicking too often...thanks for the legit appreciation!
Who is in charge here?
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