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INNER TURMOIL

After the auspicious consideration
given to this procedure I am left with no choice
I am to fight the same fight
handed over to me
at birth

No one asks
for such responsabilities in life
Thats why it's detremental
in our existence
to abide by simple rules

Produced to conform the unconformable
Seemingly made to be broken
Unspoken thoughts invade
my surroundings

Binding us with guilt
of things that were never finished
Not wanting to hear of the time needed
only that we have succeeded

Weaving webs
Complicating the simple
WE make the obvious
Oblivious

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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?
Last few words: 
I just wrote this on 5-25-12 Letting myself know I, ME am the one who makes difficulties in MY ME MINE MY WORLD! Thought someone else may have the same disease lol
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Thats why it's detremental
That's why it's detrimental

WE make the obvious [caps are distracting, unaesthetic and superfluous, your words contain the power.]

cheers,
Jess
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Im not very good at writing my work
as "reader friendly"
When I write its all one continuous thought
Thank you for the support!
We as a people tend to doubt ourselves
especially if we are the only ones telling ourselves
about ourselves lol

Alone we shall find our ways into worlds of never imagined discoveries

author comment

and take it all back

revolving thoughts sent out
echo location
wavelength reverb

kick it

even when its quiet
self the only retreat the only bunker
the only love sometimes
when all else for me was to not be trusted
but tested
inspected
sent away
and wanted back

poetry for me is a maze of words that someday I may
accidently "walk" myself out
if only I knew the angles

I shall keep reading
and enoying poetry
like this

Thank You

"When I write its all one continuous thought"

I quote you from above, I agree with the same manner
of writing myself, and it shows here, we follow the trail
easily and revel in the meanings you expose so well,
as if we had tossed up a coin and are waiting to see it
land to understand. Wonderful poetry,
with a touch of Micawber :)

Ann.

"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.

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