Thursday, April 21, 2011

you want me to be someone i cant be ...Try to understand

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it was not
in my hands
to be what you
want me to be
fuck dont you
understand
broken wings
broken dreams
marshy wastelands
i walk barfeet
crutches of pain despair
away from your
restricted dreamland
blogging on the soul
of your innocence
a poem a drama
of my life
with a clawed
damaged
right hand
a furnace
a fire
you
accidentally
fanned
poetry
sweet heart
is not a one
night stand
nor supply
or demand
what happened
had to happen
neither you
nor i planned
hand of god
he wrote
what you
nor i
could
metaphorically
expand
you in your corner
me in my homeland

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