I’ve found myself cornered with no escape route

My confidence slowly transforms into doubt

and I haven’t a clue what I’m talking about

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Quick, nervous, and clumsy I fumble

through the faze of this maze in which I manage to stumble

From beginning to end, ascend to descend,

Until my sense of direction jumps off the deep-end

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I’m running, I’m stopping, I’m walking, I know

That I’m lacking the notion of where I should go

These childish games, at once, come to a halt

Now I’ll return to my home, for this all is my fault

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With love, respect, and complete adoration,

I ask that you take into consideration

I’m aware of my wrongs and your clear opposition

I embrace you with obedience, fear, and submission 

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 Accept me into your home once again

 and I’ll be the child you were proud of back then

I cuddle up to you while you’re reading the paper

My tears and the past disappear like a vapor

I am my past, but who’s in control?

If I live as you are, live as I was

Everything’s lost in my future, because…

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I let you take over and you took advantage

This scar on my heart needs more than a bandage

I need to pay off this emotional debt

But I can’t approach without getting upset

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I love you, I love, I hate you, I hate

I’m above having this stupid debate

Why all the drama, why all the comotion?

All I asked for was some love and devotion.

And the spark in your heart that opens the skies

I’m inspired by the way you turn a beautiful depression

Into the center of my dreams, and my most precious obsession

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I’m inspired by the venom of your silk and satin kiss

That’s left me dreaming in the darkness of an endless abyss

I’m inspired by the love, and the wonder of your ways

The gentleness about you leaves me pondering for days

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May the Gods strike me down for my amazement with thee;

but where art thou, thy ones without simplicity?

In this life, in this world, in this wheel of motion,

where compexity is more than simply a notion.

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It is all, it is none, it’s my love for you, dear!

If you leave me, just leave me, don’t leave me in fear.

I’ve hoped, and I’ve lived, for this day, today..

Where I’ll hold you and kiss you forever this way.

You’ll think back on your journey, holding none but self-pity.

You’re mom is a drunk, and your dad is abusive,

You’re friends are all fake, and it’s made you exclusive.

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Avoiding the troubles, avoiding the pain,

You’ll pick up an umbrella to head out in the rain.

You’ll walk these dark streets, too much time on your hands,

With your ponderings somber, where no confidence stands.

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With your book and umbrella, you hopped on a train,

forget life as you knew it since it’s all “down the drain,”

You’re in the big city! You’ve made it this far!

But I’m sorry to ask, where’s your house and your car?

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You’re a runaway kid! What did you expect?

To have a job and a life, and maybe even respect?

You fell flat on your face, still proud that you did it,

And on top of that hill stands one confident idiot.

With thoughts that wonder where no one’s thought goes

Her eyes speak a language that no one can learn

With a look she can heal; with a glance she can burn

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It’s unheard of – for something to be

So much more than meets the eye, yet have much for you to see

She’s quite clever, with a few things up her sleeve

So underestimate her now and you’ll see things you won’t believe

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Life with the devil is magic

And if you’ve chosen to partake, you know the ending is tragic

You’re loving every minute of living in the moment

But never stopped to think about what “six feet down below” meant.

Talk isn’t cheap; people aren’t stupid

Money’s no problem and murder is rare

This is a world in which we could say “fair”

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This may have existed, quite some time ago

Before we introduce Marilyn Monroe

Her looks and her money, the fame and her fans

Led us to be jealous and make God change his plans

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He took her away with the use of hard drugs

And we introduced a few gangsters and thugs

Idolizing and believing in people was never

The idea, the intention, nor anything clever

Authors writing truth in fiction.

Hypocrites know this as well;

Their lives live off the lies they tell.

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They do, they don’t, they won’t, they can’t

He’s wrong, she’s right, they rave, they rant

Where does logic come in, or will it ever?

Lies and contradiction come about sly and clever.

A human or dancer, a lion or lamb?

To dance is to live, to live is to die,

Because people are monsters and dancers rely

on us to be graceful (since were everything BUT)

A cat in the lap of the royal King Tut.

Smooth, sly, sinless perfection

With our harmful nature beyond their detection

We exist as examples of what not to be

For the angels above, leaping sweetly and free.

To read me like an open-book, not one judgemental thought.

To have a full undertsanding, and see from every view,

One person in the world will be among the very few.

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I’ve been searching and searching, high and low places,

But it’s not where you look, or the reacion on their faces;

It’s destiny, it’s fate! Oh, the light will shine through,

When you find that one person who loves you for you.

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You’ve now read my poem and I leave you with this-

With whom will you share everlasting bliss?