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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Emotional · #425143
Great poetry doesn't need planning. They are born to do it.
I need my rest
Unburden this chest
Full of worldly events
That make me worry
But send me into careless sleep.

Let me divulge secrets
Within ocean deeps
Of entrapment, entangled in a web of secrets
But I'm the spider who wove the web you see,

Let me lie
About this world
Saying it's a glimpse of heaven
We all decided to sell.
That we fade into the distance
And no one will be aware
Of our lowly existence
And that we see our lives in frames
Like those old-time movies.

Humans may destroy the world,
But we have nothing to prove,
Humans may love killing,
But we have the ability to look inside
Like the robots we make
The robots we become
And just follow the trend
Using emails, our mobiles,
Or whatever our dreams come up with next.
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