Im searching for something that was never lost,
Im paying for it, when it has no cost.
Im crying over it, without shedding a tear,
Im afraid of it, when I have nothing to fear.
Im loving something that Ive always hated,
Im free to roam, though my freedom is wasted.
Im screaming so loud, yet silence is my friend,
Ive only recently started, but Im closer to the end.
Im planning something that doesnt have a plot,
Ive gambled all my life, and Ive never lost the lot.
Im hurting deep inside, though Ill never show the pain.
Another day of confusion, here we go again.














Comments
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never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game!
LLAMAS ARE THE BEST ANIMAL EVER!!!!
thank you for taking the time to read, and comment.
but as i said, it's like everyone was supportive,
but one bad poem and my watchers just, meh.
oh well.
thanks again,
and i might (highly unlikely) stay on here.
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"Science may have found a cure for most evils; but it has found no remedy for the worst of them all -- the apathy of human beings."
Bravo
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I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve.
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never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game!
LLAMAS ARE THE BEST ANIMAL EVER!!!!
but couldn't i just write and let them sit and rot in my word gallery?
that'd be just the same.
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