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Mad Mind

Mad Mind

I never choose

Stuck in a limbo where I only loose

A part of my blues

Content to contend with this

Comfortable ruse

It's making me numb

I'm drinking the poison that's

Making me dumb

Don't try to judge

You hypocrites hate me

Well I hate to love

I'm making it real

My deepest of fears

And secrets revealed

The stuff that won't heal

Watch as I'm burning

And how does it feel

I bet that it's nice

You'd leave me to die

Never think twice

I hope I suffice

You're hungry for blood

Put me on ice

I made my mistakes

For those that I love

I do what it takes

Including myself

Loving my soul

Destroying my health

So maybe I lied

I'm hurting myself

But mostly I tried

If I don't survive

Tell them I suffered

And gradually died

Life is a game

Live how I'm living

And you'll think the same

The game isn't fair

Some are born winning

And others despair

It's making me sick

Humans are god

But only for kicks

We don't even know

The power we wield

With little control

I've always been small

Much too quiet

To issue the calls

I wish that were all

I think I'm a rarity

Ready to fall

Why would I lie

The struggle is endless

I'm ready to die

A joke when I'm young

Exposed to the madness

And void of the fun

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Marley

I really liked this!Β 

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Christopher Correia

I really like this too, Curious Onlooker, liking how each line stands up and speaks, almost like 'the wave' at a sporting event, a beautifully orchestrated composition, very well done, cheers poet

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Curious Onlooker

Thanks Chris I actually really labored to give the poem that effect. Even now there are many crumpled up papers near me as I struggled to get it right haha but I appreciate that you noticed that. Almost like different witnesses testifying in a case, my character is on trial. Thanks much brother poet
Curious

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Tony Taylor

Hey Brother!!..... you're no rarity (as this poem would have us believe)...... you're just another poet..... another onlooker in this game we call 'LIFE"!!..... it's just that your words penetrate..... your bartender isΒ better..... giving you that unfair advantage...,. of shining a bit brighter..... summoning the masses to your gentle feet..,,, where you proceed to slay them with the kindness of loving generosity!!......I hate you!!...... must be that "Mad Mind" of yours amplifying the truth up in here!!.......ALL Damn STARS!!...... smiles...... well done my friend..,,..LOVE and ROCKETS!!......T xo ?βœ³βœ΄β˜€β™₯β™₯??

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Curious Onlooker

That was a 5 star comment haha I almost fell out of my seat.Β Thank you so much my friend for words that instantly put a smile on my face. Give that bartender more tips! Lol you know I've always been a big fan of "truth" whether it's about myself, the world or anything else. Amplification is inevitable. I'm just glad that when I put it into words people actually like it and not hate me...or maybe they do haha thanks again brother and much Love.

Curious

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Never Unknown

The messages in this are wonderful, like
Β "The game isn't fair
Some are born winning
And others despair"Β 
is a perfect representation of how things are all over the world.Β 
Also, the seemingly random rhyme scheme jumps play so well into the name of the piece.Β 
Hats of to you bro and Much love too
- Never Unknown

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