the poet and the poem

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I want to breathe like a poet:

beautiful words spilling from my teeth

Capturing the beauty and pain around me

I want every piece of me to be romanticized

Oh look at my strong, fat arms

Oh look at my striking acne face

I want to be a poor tortured soul

Lost in the puddle of atrocities of this world

Burdened by the weight of everything and nothing


I want to be alive like a poem: 

short, fleeting, impactful, beautiful and raw

I want to be interpreted

I want to be boring to some and shocking to others

I want to invoke emotion

I want some to laugh and some to cry when they look into the depths of my eye


I want to be both the poet and the poem

intertwined and combined

I want to be inspiring and I want to be inspired

Please, can I be both the poet and the poem?

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