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This is a poem I wrote just now... I had this picture in my head of a deserted road and a dead tree at sunset. It was ugly and beautiful at the same time... I kinda took it and put it into word format, what I saw. ______________________________________ At this moment I am confused. At this moment I am closed. But this moment doesn't matter Although it matters most My eyes feeling heavy Though the brightness burns them so They want to hide within The darkness silent glow Muted Is all they say I'll be The clones of this world Choose to choose my destiny But their presence is somehow Of slight regard to me As they cry out and cry again See me please see me please My pain is their drug My tears their rum My burns their high But soon they'll run Because the fact of the matter is They don't know how to live Without sucking the life From those of their kin So there were never humans Only chances see Chances to stay Chances to leave Chances to Take Give Kill Live Breath out Then in And die ... Or not die As if I've been alive lately Because I haven't _____________________________________ something17