The World That Never Was

There is world in which I dwell,
A world of faceless crowds and nameless people.
Where the streets go forever
And the skies fade away in the distance to nothing.

Its a place where everything that never has,
Or will, exists.
People who might've been but weren't.
Places that might've been but aren't.
Things that might've been but haven't.

In this world everything exists as it might've been.
This is a world where no one has identity,
or even a defined shape.
A perfect utopia of peace with everything a utopia could want.

A world that never was.





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_Elsy_ said...
Jul. 4, 2010 at 10:18 pm
wow your class was right and you poem is deep as well, i'm from waxhaw too. Though the last time one of my poems was said out loud people just began screaming that i was emo. Hope to read more of your work...
 
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