My Mission

My Mission

A Poem by Takumoto
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Though i think it explains itself its about my promise to my friend to help him with........something, and the life that iv become accustomed to makes me not want to continue. My word is everything so though i can lose my friends and the girl to whom whic

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To me my life is a charade.
Nothing you know of me is true.
But dispite all i was taught.
I did exactly what i was told not to.
I went and met good friends .
I went and met miss right.
She is the queen of my day.
She is the godess of my night.
But i have a mission to carry out.
So i have to leave all this behind.
I want to stay and care for her.
But iv already made up my mind.
Nothing can change my fate
and nothing can stop me from going.
I want to tell her so she dosent get hurt.
But the rules keep her from knowing.
Iv cried because i know the day is near.
Iv begged to change what its to late to alter.
Its the day when Leo dies and Tak is born.
Its the day when I cannot hesitate or faulter.
Now im willing to wear this mask forever.
Now im willing to live life by this lie.
Somehow iv always justified revenge.
But now iv found a reason not to try.
As long as we can just be together.
ill abandon my mission and we can run away.
So the more i get to know and love her
The more i hate the coming day .

 

© 2009 Takumoto


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Wow bro... deep. A nice read and good luck! =)

Posted 15 Years Ago


That's deep. I hope you the best of luck. Good word choice.

Posted 15 Years Ago


a really nice first read. your words explain such deep emotion. Welcome to the site and i hope i get to read more of your work.=)

Posted 15 Years Ago


Great write! I love the ending. Welcome!

Posted 15 Years Ago



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I am confusion, dissapointment, and regret. I live this life panting because its tiring to always know what you dont know. more..

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