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Acceptance

I walked until I reached civilization. When I was there I realized I was becoming uncivilized. Introverted, my popularity lowers as my mystery rise. I was a drifter again. A drunken, heart fallen, inconsistent emotion feeling, down and out, drowning out but crying out, unscathed, sun dazed, star gazing, head aching, low-head hanging, man. 

I finally let go of that mind of a child. Dealt with problems that even built a pile. It was a mountain to move in my own world but I did it with style. Drunk until I couldn’t feel tipsy, eyes clear enough to see for miles. Head was held high again. I saw the different people and didn’t give dirty looks at couples going down the aisle. Even on nights I’d stay up and cry............. I smiled. 

There was something in my head, I start to listen to it. It was confusing, but as I made it out I grooved into it. With every sound it made it started to become intuit. I was moved as I began to move you can tell I was influenced. I swayed around people to some it was good, to others it became a nuisance. It was like they knocked down my entire house of solitude and I just two-stepped and slide in the ruins. I walked out of mind from it being broken and ruined. As I came back, I found everything that was rough laid smoothen. Hell even the streets I roamed as a lonely boy became a movement. We just partied, we didn’t care, we were even called stupid. And those that were seen dancing were thought crazy by those who couldn’t hear the music. 

I felt good about myself, I couldn’t help it. I was happy for once when at first I didn’t know how to spell it. The breath I took was fresh and withholding when I smelt it. Then a hand appeared when I saw it I thought I wouldn’t be able to touch it. I stared at it into believing that if It was hurt it’ll be a happy accident. I mean giving my past with the slightest touch I’d hurt it. But I told myself to relax, be the water you always were, I suddenly became less tense. I just grabbed on and walked through this wonderful world of acceptance. 

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Katina Woodruff...

Amazing Sound! 
I could hear the beats within the structure of the poem. It was narrated with a sound all it's own. I really enjoyed the long lines of the poem how they flowed neatly to the next, with rhyme. 

Favorite part: 

I was a drifter again. A drunken, heart fallen, inconsistent emotion feeling, down and out, drowning out but crying out, unscathed, sun dazed, star gazing, head aching, low-head hanging, man. 

Was the poem originally meant to be sung?

Great job with this poem. 
I enjoyed reading it a lot. 
 

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Davion Tinlsey

No but music is the main influence I just wanted to write something that describes my life and how’s it going so feel free to read others before this one you’ll find they connect. 

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