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Conquer June 14 2011

Trapped inside an electric fence, where do I go from here. I'm locked down, lost inside, suddenly my body filled with fear. When I close my eyes these horrible images flash, they take my breath away. There is a message en scripted inside the image being shown to me but I can't figure out what is has to say. I need to force myself to look deep enough and replay them in my mind. Somewhere inside the vision I get, there will be something for me to find. This flash, this vision, it can't be good, it instantly causes me pain. I want to avoid it at all cost if I can, it's only filling my heart with distain. Look one last time, stop being afraid, see what it all means. I am loosing sleep and I have been up for days literally I am coming undone at the seams. It's time to put an end to all this, so it's time to conquer my biggest fear. Facing it head on by the root of the problem, I will finally be able to look myself in the mirror. Unaccepted, unwanted, a freak to society, I'm looked down upon and pushed aside. The emptiness is eating away at me, I am always feeling denied. I have finally came to a conclusion, I needed to try a new technique. Treasure who I am and portray what lies inside, I am funny, charming and unique.

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Date: 8/25/2011 2:47:00 PM
Some people say the easiest form of poetry is rhyme, mmm..maybe to a certain degree.. But it is not easy to tell a tale that rhymes as it can always let you down.. You set out a plausible tale and use the same word twice.."Flash" which makes me think of self esteem and all that goes with it.. You lead me down a path that i do recgognize and appreciate but your last stanza just drops to short.. You set out the cure but don"t give out enough info on the remedy! What was the root of the problem? It seems to be all about looking...but at what...you? If so why? Enjoyed but...well you know...i don"t.
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