BLINDED PATH

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    BLINDED PATH

    Tides of pressure cover her weak body
    With swells of her personal defeat
    Crushing any aspiration she once possessed
    Society and conformity leading her path
    Into the depths of pre-determined destiny
    Whether the pawn is forced or willing
    Bitterly she lowers herself
    In a grave much deeper than six
    Numbness dulls the collapse of her lungs
    Beneath the piles of text
    But lately she's been thinking
    That if only she could stop the bleeding
    She might be better off than she thought
    Killing her dreams and accepting defeat
    Could do a world for warfare
    Her verses the hierarchy of measuring success

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    Nataliecuth commented on BLINDED PATH

    11-23-2010

    i really like it, its reallyyyy goooddd! makes me think of aloottt of books ive read before.. its goodd
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    lessliketharest

    11/26/2010

    thank you so much love!

    DeepEclipse commented on BLINDED PATH

    06-25-2010

    The puppetmaster hides himself well. Even some following think they are leading. A poem with deep perception. Those expressing the deepest truths always seem to be supressed with the heaviest burdens. Mysterious. [Society and conformity leading her path Into the depths of pre-determined destiny] - Perfectly stated. Leaving the will to either water itself down or be utterly alone. [Whether the pawn is forced or willing] - perfectly stated again. Either way it is still a pawn. Beautifully expressed.
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    lessliketharest

    06/27/2010

    and again...you "get it" so well. thank you so much for taking the time to comment....I really enjoy reading other's reactions. Go well!

    altun commented on BLINDED PATH

    11-25-2009

    An ambition driven world will have its victims, those born to try. And then comes defeat; it's an outsider's view though, what we see; how, we think, the sufferer must feel. And 'grave much deeper than six' where the living are buried: very graphic. The tone very authoritarian as well, suits the crushing reality every 2nd and 3rd position getter and those further behind must face. no sympathy, no soft words there.
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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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