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Remember Me
Maybe im simple
but i dont understand
why do we hide
in the lands
of twisted speach
from the words
that will give us
a little freedom
that will make us
stand
head held high
when we see the light
within the eyes
of our child
so why do we hide
from the old
the young
the crippled
and the ones
yet to come
why do we agree
to be called words
not of our name
words
of twisted meanings
that do nothing
but decay
the very nature
of the light
that used to shine
within their eyes
that used to make you
proud to be alive
yet we hide
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This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.
Dreams, desires, id and ego.
This poem is about our failure to feel fulfilled by our constant consumption of life.
Read it and find out.