The Breakdown

Prick my fingers
Cripple my legs
Take me away from my special place

All those poeple that live off their lies
Spending their days in deep fantasize
Close the door but let in the rain
Still there is soo much to explain

Listen
Here me out
Let me remove all doubt
We tread the days slowly with pout
Giving me chance
Giveing me hope
stay with me
Ill hand you the rope

Climb
Come take what is needed
Leave what is not
Risk all we have to regain what we have lost
Breathe in
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Posted: Nov 2012

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Odette67

All those poeple that live off their lies
Spending their days in deep fantasize

The world is overflowing with those kind of people..Love this poem.
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mcradloff
What people live off their lies? I think of teachers, lawyers, politicians, and clergymen. We go out of our way to believe in the fairy tale because reality has become so painful for many of us.professor blah blah chicken
Fellsman
Hi indigone

It looks like this Presidential election is getting to you big time... moping

Seriously, a good write and potent message.

Regards

Bill wine
Poetnumber1
All those poeple that live off their lies
Spending their days in deep fantasize
Close the door but let in the rain
Still there is soo much to explain


Fine write i love the above stanza especiallywine
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