sexta-feira, 3 de fevereiro de 2012

So you won't forget



you don't do it to be popular
or to get a few taps in the back.

you donnot do it to talk about it
you don't wanna talk at all.
you just want that anger to became something else
entirely.

you do remember high school;
hard times you wish you'd forget.
but you can't
and past will never let you go.

in the ring, as in every line,
you become what you're bound to be,
no more, no less
only real.

it frustrates you
whenever you cannot express what you feel-
lost, and all alone now
like a castaway floating in the ocean,
you are in your zone now
an absolute poet in motion.

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