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choice poem

November 27, 2012
By 4loks BRONZE, La Vista, Nebraska
4loks BRONZE, La Vista, Nebraska
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I sit down not thinking about others just ready to burst
Burst out of what though?
The fake bubble that is consumed around me
Or maybe the words that people have told me through the miserable day
But i sit there not knowing what to do
Should i burst or stay consumed
Hated by few loved by many
But to much of everything has gotten fueled
Fueled to get out and venture a little
Fuel to get away and get safe
But i stay back and quiet as my bubble gets tight
and i ger hungrier for more destruction
or for a road out


The author's comments:
my life inspired this piece of poetry

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