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Karma Is a Glitch

Karma Is a Glitch

I feel empty I feel tiered I feel wired. Feeling this way hurts my soul. I get trapped in my brain, The more I think of the past I am really torn into two feeling blue. It keeps eating at me. I let you get to me all the stupid memories. They keep replaying in my head. Rage is starting to take over is that what happened to you? Is this why you won't say a word to me. How can you be so heartless, and mean Lear me, in just to squash my heart, what do I have to do to get over you. How did you get over me? It was hate that took over. I know You think its Best to just go our separate ways. What if I totally just lost it? I am not perfect. Just that I had no room to mess up apparently. I did why do I keep beating my self up. I just have to pick my self up. Face it I have to give in give  up. I have to do what you want and that's silence. Close that door I hope I'll haunt you in your memory's. In your dreams Karma is a glitch hits you when you at least expect it. Like a ton of bricks. I want nothing but the best for you so she says..

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Christopher Correia

very relatable poem, Karma, and your formatting works well here, terrific write, and I enjoyed that lil Adell reference at the end, it does something to the tone, I like this poem a whole lot, may 'good' karma always walk beside you, D....cheers poet  

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