circe

circe

A Poem by Prescilla
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old///pretty///not as good as the song by ursula rucker ( look it up )

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im not something to be played with
and the world doesnt toy with my heart but you
you shouldve known better
you shouldve realized how i can be
i am my only keeper and no one can hurt me
but myself
and still you try
you'll never win
but you taunt me and tease me and jab at my ribs
you try to trip me so i fall flat on the ground
but you shouldve known better
i dont fall down
i move
i twist out of the way and i bend like a string
you shouldve known better
you cant touch me
sometimes i think you forget like its a game thats actually worth playing
but its not.
theres no way to even pretend like youre there
i see through you
i move
im something of a shadow
no longer tangible let alone deflatable
i weave in and out of the universe
like a wind to never be felt only heard
like a wave never to crash only roll over the waters calm surface
silent and stalking
i am cunning
i blend into forests and cant be touched
dont fight
you'll never win

© 2008 Prescilla


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youre right- not as good as the song
but still pretty damn good
maybe too forcefull. like youre trying too hard to get over something... '

so get over it

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Prescilla
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Santa Cruz, CA



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