Slightly Different

Slightly Different

A Poem by FaeryQueen
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There is something about the way things are

And how we never seem to catch the unfortunate just as they are about to die

Because when they die, they are of no more material value to us

Their bodies’ are gone; therefore, they mean nothing to us but just a memory

They are only a memory when they die

Nothing more

But to some of us

They mean something extraordinary

Although their beliefs try and deceive logic in a sense

Logically and practically these beliefs are nothing but their own

© 2016 FaeryQueen


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Added on April 10, 2016
Last Updated on April 10, 2016