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The way things step
They glide and fall
And somehow in the falling become closer than ever
The way things are ugly
They’ve destroyed natural beauty
Replaced it with cheap fabric that rustles as they walk… nowhere
The way things forget
They live, for real
Live so much that oxygen loses its importance
The way things become rich
Love and openness
People and Divinity lift up a soul, turn the soil, make a thing whole
The way that things create
Their mind is so great
That it wanted to be seen.
The way things want to die
They write shitty poetry
And break the lines to fool the reader when all they want is to sound like Conor Oberst.
- Title: Shitty Poetry
- Artist: n such
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Description:
Conor Oberst is in the band Bright Eyes and a lot more. I love him. I want to be him. He is the poet of poets.
anyway
this is my poem
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<3 - Date: 03/17/2009
- Tags: shitty poetry
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- n such - 03/18/2009
- It's frustrating, isn't it, that you can't live in both
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- XxDarkxKillerxX - 03/18/2009
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nice.....it reminds me of the little world that i live in
and the little world that'l never be - Report As Spam
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