Poise

June 2, 2009
By DarkSun GOLD, Mississauga, Other
DarkSun GOLD, Mississauga, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"How clever you are, my dear! You never mean a single word you say." - O.W


A part of me wants to go.
A part of me wants to stay.
A part of me wants break
the rules I must obey.

It weakens my poise.

There’s a bit of me with hate,
that only wants to fight.
There’s a bit of me inside
which knows that isn’t right.

It weakens my poise.

A fraction of me is cold.
A fraction of me is warm.
A fraction of me reduces
to obtain it’s lowest form.

It weakens my poise.

A piece of me is flagrant,
and a piece of me is stealth.
A piece of me is reckless
with no regards to my health.

It weakens my poise.

A portion of me is distracted.
Absent-minded everyday.
A portion over analyzes
what other people say.

It weakens my poise.

I can divide up my traits.
Creating conflict and noise.
Or pull them together
to strengthen my poise.

It does just that.


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