LimitationsA Poem by KalsThe more I write the more you hate me, It doesn't matter what I say, You want to debate me, On my religion, my loves and values, I have no "faith", I love women and morbid poetry, And I value true compatability over face value, Tell me "friend", What gives you the right to limit my abilities? You have no right, You have no power to govern my life, You are dirt, lower than the mud on my shoes, The tiny grains of sand on the beach symbolizes nothingness, The same nothingness you are to me, Go away, Leave me to my imperfections. © 2008 Kals |
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Added on November 17, 2008 AuthorKalsOlympia, WAAboutThroughout my teenage life I've had my heart ripped to shreds, my loved ones broken away from me and my soul damaged. It sometimes takes a cold person to push all of that into the back of her head to.. more..Writing
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