This is a poem that I wrote a few years ago that I thought I would share. It is still in the works and needs some constructive criticism. Thoughts? Feedback is very welcomed.
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You hear the echoes of the angels
who have left you wandering the streets aimlessly
Never stopping at stop signs
or stoplights
Never stopping for fear of falling behind
So you fall into limbo with the rest of the world
but…..
We are all puppets
Masked to others perfection
with the perception others view us with
We are no longer humans
We are toys that others only use when they want to
and then we are left abandoned when they are through
We are actors
in this messed up movie
with crappy roles and costumes
with fake smiles and fake tears
and you are….
Fabricated to hide all the baggage that you hold onto,
because you can’t let go of what could have been,
Taking granted of what you have been given
You dream of the Utopia that you will never find
and drift into sweet oblivion
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