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Poet's Lament MAG

September 22, 2009
By Alexis Reed GOLD, Clarkdale, Arizona
Alexis Reed GOLD, Clarkdale, Arizona
17 articles 9 photos 1 comment

Cliché is your hand,
your words o'erused.
They mean nothing.
Behind the page you hide
your face.
Step away, it won't matter.
The lines written lie
and the pen keeps going,
taking your purpose,

your point,

your life,

away.

No one can hear you scream
in the fibers of the trees
locked behind adjectives and pretty pictures.
Foolish fates,

you have chosen this.
Say nothing more as
the faces on the walls fade
when your metaphors decay.



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on Mar. 25 2010 at 6:45 pm
MeganAnne PLATINUM, Niskayuna, New York
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Favorite Quote:
All my life I've looked at words as if I were seeing them for the first time. ~Ernest Hemingway

Oh my gosh! this is amazing! describes my life perfectly! i love finding poems that I feel define my life and my values. Keep writing!

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on Mar. 2 2010 at 1:14 pm
snc947 GOLD, Swansboro, North Carolina
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whoa, i think this is great! keep it up.

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