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    dots Submission Name: Backstage To Lifedots
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    Author: Indelible_ink
    ASL Info:    20/F/AZ
    Elite Ratio:    5.75 - 143/109/25
    Words: 247
    Class/Type: Poetry/Dark
    Total Views: 1021
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    Bytes: 1518



    Description:
       Generally about the facade one puts up all through life. I'm using a very different rhyming style. I didn't mean to be so angsty more of just a concept.


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    dotsBackstage To Lifedots
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    Never knew that my heart was so close to my chest till I feel its imprint
    A hint of its wild rhythm and heavy beat; drops of sweat caress my cheek
    A streak a comfort that flows with gravity, the spotlight causes it to glint
    Audience applause, twisted; do they enjoy my fear and sadness at its peak?
    I grow weak

    Is there a backstage to life?
    Without a spotlight

    A script full of expectations that I stumble and stutter through
    Wish they knew that I couldnít handle what I did not write
    Start a fight with the writer that I had I handed the pen to
    Forever rue my naivetť, I, being blinded by the light
    Lacked foresight

    Is there a time when the mask cracks?
    Where I donít have to act?

    The demand of the crowd, my hands and feet held by strings
    They sting Iím controlled by thoughts of my peers
    I fear Finding myself wavering to unconscious dreams
    It seemsÖ the show is ending, the conclusion draws near
    Reduced to tears

    May I scream, cry, or tear down the curtains?
    Rip my costume, signify Iím hurtiní?

    I wonder, is the end inevitable, gloom laced in the scriptís end
    Send someone to erase the end, rescue me from despair
    Where is the divine hand thatíll destroy the stage and defend?
    Mend what I have spoiled, I plead as Iím still unaware

    Of where??
    Of where??
    Where?




    Submitted on 2007-05-06 23:47:12     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I have to say I really like this. The only thing that gets me is your mix up of how you wrote this in stanzas and lines. You go from writing in sentences and then to stanzas. I find it easier to follow if poems are written one way but thats just me. I hate leaving something to criticize about. sorry. =P. But I have to say the greatness of this write over powers my complaints on your mixing up of organization of stanzas and such. .



    Brenna
    | Posted on 2007-05-07 00:00:00 | by Day DreaMeR | [ Reply to This ]


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