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[aid] => mick
[title] => Contrary To Belief . . . Ben
[time] => 2007-08-10 04:05:11
[hometext] => A poem i was inspired to write by what i read on here by other poets going through what i use to go through in a younger day and believe it or not , even nowadays, i might add.
[bodytext] => Perfection we are, contrary to beliefe, yet life seem's quite unfair, robed of ourselves at an early age societie's burden we bare. How? i ask, in the name of life do we all become who we are? we're under the gun by twenty one then shiped to the nearest star. We need to be love'd and excepted to know who we are in advance, instead all we are is rejected disregaurded and left to chance. Some one will cut them self today because of what love has done, then there are those who will go high tech getting off through the mouth of a gun. The one who is young the one who is old and of course the one in between, not to mention the one who come's on here knowing they won't be seen. What's to exspect from illusions? that fancy word for a dream, while our egos suffer contusions as we learn nothing's what it seems. The lonely the helpless the one's no one want even the homeless have grown nonshelant. Ok so your young and very alone and nobody understands or like me you are old and suddenly told no longer is life in your hands, well in case you didn't know we're born perfect, but try not to tell any one, you see there those behind doors that are closed, who would rather you just played dumb. Ben [comments] => 7 [counter] => 246 [topic] => 21 [informant] => myheartsvoice [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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