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Poetry is for the emotionally weak…
… like a bird which cannot fly.

But heres some Guavatry anyways…


MAN

I've just been sitting here,
mechanically escaping
my recessed mind
The search is over
I found myself,
and slip back to nothingness

The tie I wear
is my armor against
I'm a card carrying member
of the everyday sect.
I enjoy my futility,
my contrived, passionate plea.

I go to work
theoretically searching,
for the better life
The search is over
I found myself,
and I pretend to enjoy the day.

if that is true then y r u writeing poetry

Actually poetry is for the emotionally disturbed not the emotionally weak.