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You can't be told apart

amongst the stars

despite all the promises.

Between ever-changing worlds

that do revolve

stars sit and envy the fact

they do evolve

while stars all dream

of shifting.

When you talk,

your words turn around.

They look back at you,

with their disbelief profound.

They hang wearily in midair

before launching at your pawns

like a self-propelled missile.

When they hit,

they turn rancid like a putrid peach.

When you talk,

people cringe.

My hands-

impudent monsters-

misplaced it, maybe.



My eyes-

inadequate beasts-

blinded me.



My mind-

insufficient flesh-

fooled me.



The lost is now

forever gone

until, in forever,

it is found.

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TheArtistRose
02:03 Jun 11 2012

I love the flow of this poem.

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have I met you?

I think not.

Why not say, "Hello"

to me, of course!

I'll say "Hello" too.

Hey you, over there,

you are my new friend,

or are you not? If not,

I do understand.

We are singing and dancing

To the beat of the drum

We are racing and hiding

To the beat of the drum

We are warring and fighting

To the beat of the drum

We are living and dieing

To the beat of the drum



To the beat of the drum

We all listen.

We all stand.

We are one.