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[aid] => mick
[title] => Dive
[time] => 2004-03-26 09:32:50
[hometext] => We are who we choose to be. I wish everyone in the world could understand that.
[bodytext] => Bystander, witness me as I dive headfirst into the plethora of gratifying liberation. Inherent in me is the will to be unchained Even as the water becomes effervescent Dispatching bubbles to hasten past my fingertips. Where is the release? It is in me as you know Never stopping for a breather, or even pausing to make sure I am alright. For I am more than alright, I am indestructible, I am stronger than ten savages combined And in knowing this, the water parts in all its saxe-blue glory and sun-tinged rays To forge a path for me to march upon. They may call me headstrong or bleedingly inane Like a butterfly crossing a tarantula or a fish swimming to its death in sweltering lava. I am aware of all this and more But it is inevitable, this awakening in me A Sleeping Beauty of the roguish kind. They christen me a witless imbecile, blinded by society's phantom of acceptance. I say I am vital to myself and those around me Revelling in rebellion and anything is possible. I am me and you are you, broken by the splinters But I defied you to walk the plank and dive into a mass of freedom and self-discovery. Going down evermore yet ascending above the rest I am sure I have found my home All is well, and endurance sells. [comments] => 7 [counter] => 184 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Avarice_Riot [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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