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It's quite small and very well concealed.
He is so hidden that no one can see --HIM--.
He is confused and lost in the history he has created for himself.
They have colored him,
and now he can only be viewed as a smudgy replica of those who distorted him.
Deep inside the same pure, innocent ball behind a wall of false glitter and smeared memories
is a little boy, frightened and hardened.
But, he's going the way they want him to go.
He ISN'T what THEY wanted, but rather a crooked charade that wears all of the burdens of its past.
Inside it all, there is truth that can be found.
The boy must released for the man to develope, but the wall must be shattered first.
This is YOUR demon, too. Will you let it go? [comments] => 5 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 21 [informant] => CookieMoses [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )

Smudge (N.p.--N.g.)

Contributed by CookieMoses on Tuesday, 19th October 2004 @ 11:25:20 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

He stares into the icy reflection only to see a little lie staring right back at him.
It's quite small and very well concealed.
He is so hidden that no one can see --HIM--.
He is confused and lost in the history he has created for himself.
They have colored him,
and now he can only be viewed as a smudgy replica of those who distorted him.
Deep inside the same pure, innocent ball behind a wall of false glitter and smeared memories
is a little boy, frightened and hardened.
But, he's going the way they want him to go.
He ISN'T what THEY wanted, but rather a crooked charade that wears all of the burdens of its past.
Inside it all, there is truth that can be found.
The boy must released for the man to develope, but the wall must be shattered first.
This is YOUR demon, too. Will you let it go?

Copyright © CookieMoses ... [ 2004-10-19 23:25:20]
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Re: Smudge (N.p.--N.g.) (User Rating: 1 )
by Jesika on Wednesday, 20th October 2004 @ 12:17:30 AM AEST
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this is so amazing. its hard to understand but i get it. its soooooooooooo freakin deep it's crazy and i have never read anything like it, keep up the good work its amazing and i love it!

Re: Smudge (N.p.--N.g.) (User Rating: 1 )
by thumper on Wednesday, 20th October 2004 @ 07:02:23 AM AEST
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Good poetry doesn't have to rhyme, it just has to touch the reader. ( My opinion) This has touched my inner child. Very deep and very personal. Five stars to you. Bravo!
Welcome to YPDC. I hope you enjoy it here, as this can be a rewarding site.
Thumps ; 0)

Re: Smudge (N.p.--N.g.) (User Rating: 1 )
by sicknivesevered on Wednesday, 20th October 2004 @ 07:01:21 PM AEST
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Very nice write. This reminds me a lot of myself right before I quit going to church. I was not what they wanted me to be, but I put on a show that I was still involved while inside my heart:

"Deep inside the same pure, innocent ball behind a wall of false glitter and smeared memories
is a little boy, frightened and hardened."

I was scared of rejection and ridicule but too set on the path to continue on theirs.
My Christian childhood gone "The boy must released", my own beliefs setting in "for the man to develope", because I no longer made the sabbath "holy" "but the wall must be shattered first".

Re: Smudge (N.p.--N.g.) (User Rating: 1 )
by CookieMoses on Thursday, 21st October 2004 @ 01:03:05 AM AEST
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Thank you all for your comments!!!!

Vance, your comment REALLY touched me, and I am very happy to see that this meant something to you.

I love you all! ^.^

~Cookie~

Re: Smudge (N.p.--N.g.) (User Rating: 1 )
by Jacquelynne on Monday, 1st November 2004 @ 01:37:48 PM AEST
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Usually, i don't read poems too much anymore since i am so preoccupied, but when i saw your name, i had to. write me, see if you remember me,bc you know me...

this is really good, i cant wait to read more of your work.

great, this gets posted under my ex the bastard's comment...

write me
Jacquelynne
aka
Jennifer

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