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[title] => Forgettable
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[bodytext] => In the hurried pace of everyday The jungle percolates with noises and life The time comes for each of us To make a choice between what is wrong and what is right The heavens above us open up As the oceans swell with melting ice The earth beneath our feet hold us firm and still As we try to outrun our fears and embrace comfort in one another's arms Telling secrets and spewing gossip We are intrigued with one another's lives Searching for love and finding peace we pray for more than we deserve Our screams are heard Our pain is felt And when there are only moments left We come to our senses But it is too late We are relegated to our fate Escape is futile Climb the gates The top is electrified You will be shot for your mistakes Capturing the essence of what it means to truly feel Believing in our ability to discern what is fantasy and what is real What to buy and not to steal When to kiss and how to kneel The Lord insists On a full commitment that I can not give Caught in a window between living life and simply being alive to live Choosing to do less Even if it means risking loosing more A chance on us means the potential for greatness No one can force your hand If you offered I would accept it Or walk out the door As we lay our heads to rest our weary souls We are reminded of what it was like being young and youthful and what it must be like getting decrepit and old We pray for forgiveness knowing full well our thoughts are never purged Of perverse images Messy finishes And showers in the cold We ask to simply awake tomorrow and continue the journey of the untold Somewhere in the distance the answers are hidden in plain sight Years from this instance a revelation will shine vigorously bright And in retrospective logic we will pontificate and discover the truth There is no rhyme or reason for why some of us win and most of us usually lose. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 399 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Jyssvw22 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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