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Thu 24 Jun, 2004 09:30 am
I am talented, I have nothing.
I am fearless, I am frightening.
I am open, but still I judge.
I'm not angry, I hold a grudge.
I am trapped, in my own cage.
I'm not teased, but still have rage.
I am my own, I'm controlled by you.
I will live long, but I will die soon.
I am all of these, yet none at all.
I am a hypocrite, watch me fall.
Embrace the contradiction.
Tell true lies.
I liked it.
I cannot begin to say how much talent you have. Every good poem I read seems to be written by you lol. I love the way you say something in this poem and completley contradict it. Very nice.
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