Hi, I'm Confusion

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By Cutie In A Death Cab

I think I just thought that I should just cease to think. I think I'm on the brink. But it was just a thought. My days, I know, are only episodes of a show. Watched by whom? Well I don't know, but the viewers surely wear a glow to shine on me and make me see the light that longs to set me free. But sight has been my enemy. However, my worst adversary is the owner of the key that locks my lids so I can't see. Hey wait, that's me.

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October 23, 2005 15:59Apache Rose

Returning the comment, really liking this one. Tight rythm, neat rhyme and the fact that I had to read it through twice only serves to heighten my enjoyment :D

September 5, 2006 12:26EmbraceLucidity

hey you,
love the poems on this page!
all your stuff is pretty good, you deserve more people to see them. are you posting anywhere else?