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A Poem of Emotionless
8-7-03
The world should be
A better place
The world could be
A better place
But it's not, because
I live in it
I breathe in the filthy reused air
Into my desperate lungs
Seeking something like an oxygen
For my emotions,
Can I not feed them?
When did I stop breathing life?
When was I not one of you?
Don?t lie I'm not!
The only time I allow
Myself to feel is when
I'm writing, I'm writing now
And I feel horrible
Thanks 4 ur comment on my poem by the way so i thought id return the favour n check out ur site!Glad i wrote a poem that related to u. ive been there b4 and i know its hard. I loved this poem and the way you set it out created a good atmospere ur really talented keep up the good work luv leigh xxx