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My Life Told Simple

Author: Damien Vladimir
ASL Info:    28/m/hollywood/Ca
Elite Ratio:    3.84 - 122 /89 /35
Words: 403
Class/Type: Poetry /Depressed
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My Life Told Simple

I only have one wish,
it is to know what real love is.
A wish that's not realistic,
love's made believe like works of mistic.....
wizard men that had a chance to know the truth,
but missed it.

The equation was simplistic,
The truth that there is one great god just wasn't as artistic,
for they seeked and seeked, to come across not one statistic.

This is a wish i had to leave,
to think that love resides in me;
to come from me, it couldn't be.
For hate and envy i've retrived,
from this cruel world that constantly,
has pressured me to be as mean .
Has pressured me to join the team,
a league that fiends the blood of teens.
but blood of all is what i've seen,
the life i see is but a dream.

For all these reasons i'll come clean.
I'm sick of this!
Yes i've said it, don't you soon forget it.
The light has shined in my dark alley,
impossible it seemed, 'till i heard the sweestest soothest keys.

It was a sound from above,
a sign of help with hope and love.
Slowly carried out those thoughts of dying,
a joy so strong i couldn't stop my crying.

He found me in the jungle, from when i had escaped.
To mix in mud and live a life of filthy savaged apes.
The sinking never stopped,
i sunk as low as one could get,
as low as anyone could ever drop.

I lived the life i wasn't meant for,
the life that i was warned.
for that mistake i am repentful,
And now my mind is but a swamp.

I have fooled myself, the wizardman.
my works were evil as can be,
i've walked confused in blizzard land.
In search of something empty,
yes i thought it'd be rewarding;
all the love i couldn't see was right in front of me.

The wicked visions that don't die,
They'll live in me as scar, but deep inside;
not well hidden as you can see it in my eyes.

Thought that pleasure was,that greatest treasure,
the fun i had that came to me, i had to overmeasure.
See me walking, see me talking,
see in me the skies inside my eyes that never stop from falling.

Submitted on 2004-09-13 22:26:20     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  I can't believe nobody has commented on this piece yet, so I will. I really liked the first couple bits. You lost me when you were found in the jungle. You're rhyming style is really quite different, did you mean to rhyme in all the parts you did, or was that an accident? I really like the last line, but are you happy or sad by the end, I couldn't tell. I really couldn't tell what was happening to you in the last couple of stanzas, which are really funky, and I'm not quite used to that either. But I do like the words you use, and the rhymes you use in this piece when you are rhyming. All in all, I'd say it needs a little revision, but not that much.
| Posted on 2004-10-06 00:00:00 | by eener | [ Reply to This ]

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