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Talk Of A Century


Poetry is the minds power of emptiness. It is used to rid of feelings, that overwhelm a single being. So you can say I do not know what you want, or what's its like to be in the dark. Because you don't know, that I write poetry, to tell others that I am not human.
 
Dust is not dust.
Destruction is bliss.
Death is not pain.
Don't change my thoughts.
 
I want you to change.
Me to be exact.
Not fully, but to understand me.
I want you to get to know me.
 
Please take the time to.
Please make me talk to you.
Not everything, but the main things.
Like my life, and what I need to share.
 
I really don't want you to leave.
And just not understand me.
I look different than I am.
On the inside, because I am different.
 
Will you take the time?
Will you want to understand me?
Can you please stay and listen?
Please do for my brokeness.
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