It is, as always, a sad dream of a day.
It is old and used, thrown away, and second hand. It has been down a thousand times before.
It is the horns at rush hour and the students talking about theories and thesis. It is rejections slips on the email. It is no communication from an x-girl friend. AND YOU WILL NOT LET GO—THIS WAS YOUR LIFE, because you’re in a grey day dream since then.
But it is nothing knew.
Not one thing is different about your pain, you are no special person. People have been lying to you, people are two faced. You are two faced. We all lie to each other and ourselves, we re all afraid of the truth. But this is the truth! A lie. A game.
a bad dream day
- Axanderdeath
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a bad dream day
thus spoke G.A.P.
You are persistant and that is a great quality for success in life. In your poetry you are so honest and direct. A great quality for a poet. In life sometimes you just have to say screw it and move on, great poetry man. "C'
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