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You don’t have to go.
You don’t have to try.
Just stand in line.
Wait for the supply.

Get fed.
Get fat.
Get old.
Die.


My poem is not the Catcher in the Rye.
I just don’t want to be the guy
Who had to show you our life.


Our biggest lie.
Yet some of us try.
We bleed and cry, some of us die.
Digging our path to our own demise.

Helen of Troy is the toy.
We are beings that destroy.
Building bridges and building bombs.
Welcome Home.





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Starrlyt said...
Apr. 14, 2010 at 12:13 pm
I liked it, especially the allusion to the Catcher of the Rye.  That was interesting.  But perhaps you could veer away from the rhyming scheme just a lil bit.  It drew attention away from the poem, and from you.  But I understand, I rhyme a lot, too.  :)  Keep up the good work, and please check out some of my poems.
 
Here-to-be-hear replied...
Apr. 17, 2010 at 4:30 pm
i love the allusions in the poem :) 
 
lol101 said...
Apr. 13, 2010 at 7:33 pm
i liked your poem. it was a little negative but it makes it more interesting. like im sick of all the really happy ones, your is more realistic. You should keep writing, your good :)  
 
Damon replied...
Apr. 13, 2010 at 11:11 pm
thank you for the comment. it is negitive, but it is nice at the same time hahahaha. have you posted anything up?
 
Nkeeyah replied...
Apr. 15, 2010 at 10:08 pm
I like it ALOT! It's different
 
lol101 replied...
May 18, 2010 at 11:04 pm
ya i have... if u get the time, could u maybe comment on my story called "amongst the clouds' ? thanku
 
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