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Well this is novel.
So very different,
yet the same.
Inflicted
Emotion
with stings attached.
But, for some reason unknown
it was I who attached them.
Why?
Such a tiny word.
Such a loud question.
(Insert:
unintelligent gibberish)
It seems that
I no longer think
before I speak
and I'm saying things that
I really don't mean.
Losing sleep
while I mull over questions
I don't understand
I credit other with too much.
I credit myself with too little.
Can't find the right balance
and outside forces keep tipping the scales.
Maybe there are no answers.
So very different,
yet the same.
Inflicted
Emotion
with stings attached.
But, for some reason unknown
it was I who attached them.
Why?
Such a tiny word.
Such a loud question.
(Insert:
unintelligent gibberish)
It seems that
I no longer think
before I speak
and I'm saying things that
I really don't mean.
Losing sleep
while I mull over questions
I don't understand
I credit other with too much.
I credit myself with too little.
Can't find the right balance
and outside forces keep tipping the scales.
Maybe there are no answers.
Full Title: "Something New is Still Something Old"
this isn't a new poem. it wasn't written so long ago that it's old but it was written long enough ago that if anyone reading it knows of the circumstances in which it was written they will have forgotten. i almost feel like i'm revisiting the moment...
some days i feel like i'm stuck in a loop.
too many days i feel like i'm stuck in a loop.
this isn't a new poem. it wasn't written so long ago that it's old but it was written long enough ago that if anyone reading it knows of the circumstances in which it was written they will have forgotten. i almost feel like i'm revisiting the moment...
some days i feel like i'm stuck in a loop.
too many days i feel like i'm stuck in a loop.
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*shudders*
Very interesting. I know that feeling, but often I feel as if the loop is stuck in me, and it's something I need to purge or get out. Alas, that's why I write.
*sighs*
But I ramble. The last stanza is my favorite.
Nice job, dear.
Very interesting. I know that feeling, but often I feel as if the loop is stuck in me, and it's something I need to purge or get out. Alas, that's why I write.
*sighs*
But I ramble. The last stanza is my favorite.
Nice job, dear.