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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A Shakespearean Parody to Hamlet (“To be or Not to be..”) To wear my armor or only my bare skin- that is the question: Whether ‘tis stronger to wear impermeable armor Protected from enduring more pain, Or to take my heart and allow it to feel And, by opposing, to wear armour. To wear, to put up a wall, No more; --- and by an armour to say we end The feeling of betrayal and turmoil of heartaches bellowing within That is something to turn off with a switch--’tis as pressing as a dying man's last wish Something that shouldn't be easily dismissed. To wear, to protect-- To wear, exposed to nothing but emptiness. Ay, there springs the trap, For in that shield of armour what emptiness will come, When I have left trust and love to the fairytales of old, Must make me think. There’s overwhelming altruism That always threatens to drag me back from the abyss. For can I survive the hurt and betrayal that comes with time, The delicious words laced with toxins, another’s selfishness tendencies, The pangs of unrequited love that are never to be returned kindly, The isolation that comes with the relentless feeling of loneliness, That of those who judge without seeing past the ends of their nose When I myself could stop it all with a simple metal plating Letting but yet not one in? Who would shun away anyone bold enough to sneak on close But that of fear of the dark and losing oneself, The lonely winding road taken alone Nobody around to cause harm, but no place to call home And this is how a darkness grips onto ones melancholy heart Thus humanity does make us shed bare skin through clinks in our armour And shows where we are vulnerable to others With little regard to scars that already reside embedded in skin And is under a constant threat to be reopened again.
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