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How can you be so carefree
Like you've yourself scripted your own life's song
Like a hatchling simply waiting to be fed
Cause it knows that mother's getting some bread
But mine has a disorganized composition
The lyrics are there but so confusing
And the notes of the song are all muffled
Like the inaudible muttering of agony
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How can you be so carefree
Like you've already orchestrated your life's ending
Like a bird soaring in through the clouds
Cause it knows there are no asphyxiating crowds
But I can't rid myself of this predisposition
The way fate unwinds is suffocating
And the melodies of innocence are all muted
Like Beethoven listening to his symphony
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We play on two extreme chords
You harmonize with the silence
I try to deconstruct my own voice
Both are hushed rudimentary records
Too low and too loud for notes to be heard
A pitch that is far too rudimental for this world
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YOU ARE READING
Freethinker's Poems
Poetry" So much more was said in the unsaid " ~ Bridgett Devoue These are my collection of poems which I write often in deep thoughts, hope you people enjoy it ;)
