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[aid] => mick
[title] => Manufactured Under The Authority Of Time
[time] => 2004-06-12 15:50:46
[hometext] => please comment on my poems on this site/thanks for looking guys&girls!
[bodytext] => I have no feet for rhythm. I don’t have to move until I’m provoked, My words will make you choke. If you don’t like it you can be on your way, No one here is making you stay. You talk about the feelings, That never showed me meanings. I’ll never need a man, To show the world where I stand. I will never be misleaded, Or allow myself to be mistreated. I’m the speaker of the house, I don’t like to play cat& mouse. My strength you will not break, My faith, no man can take. Is my attitude something you’d follow?, Are my words to hard for you to swallow? Can you see your self with me, Knowing the way I can sometimes be? I’m speaking words I’d thought I never say, I have no clue how I got this way. I know what I do, & I partly blame you. I live in the divided state of hypocrisy, Surrounded by everyone’s democracy. I’ll leave a sour taste in your mouth, & you still won’t figure me out. I will always be the party’s host, & I don’t care if I hurt you the most. I got the rep of a villain, With a face that’s appealing. I’ve swallowed all I could, If I could get rid of you I would. I lose all control, When my emotions out they stroll. My words can be great, & at the same time degrade. Too much pride between you &I, Never getting anywhere will all the lies. Sometimes the world passes me by, So I sit down to cry. My heart grows colder, As time makes me older. The tears that you’ve tasted, Don’t compare to the 2yrs that I wasted. Time is changing, Young faces aging, Innocent hearts are ragging. In this world of Illusion, I live among it’s confusion. I fly when I can’t see, I walk with out sense in me. You made a big mess, I’d love to love you less. I want to fall on my face , When I’m looked upon as the” disgrace”. I have to watch what they say, So I’m told to act a certain way. You demand of me, The thing’s you’ll never be. Not being able to keep social relations, That don’t meet your demanding expectations. I wish I could unscrew, Everything I do. I’m tired of waiting, While my opportunities are escaping. Life makes me relate, to all that I hate. I can’t sit still, I always feel empty ,like there’s something to fill. What do I do when what I feel, Turns out to be real? [comments] => 2 [counter] => 178 [topic] => 48 [informant] => Avila [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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