I created this when I was angry at my classmates :|
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UNDERSTANDING
I do not get the feeling
Of people knowing me
I do not get the picture
Of what I cannot see
I'm blind to true existence
To all that's made to live
I'm bound to pale decisions
To what I can't perceive
I'm deaf to sense the whispers
Of sweet serenity
I'm flushed from all importance
From all ability
I wish to still remember
What's past, what's dreamt, what's lost
I hope to end the reasons
The pain that they have cost
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A Collection of Poems
PoetryThese poems are just some of the little pieces that make up my life. Whenever I get inspired by someone or something, I write a little story about it in the form of a poem. In a way, it helps me express what I have in my mind in a very vague way. I'...
