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    Why do I tend to create?
    The extreme realities in my head
    From thinking I am invincible
    To, I’d be better off dead

    I take something I crave
    And let it consume me
    Confusing what is real
    Blinding me to see

    But what I see is abnormal
    Reading people like a book
    Gestures, faces, body language
    The way you say it and how you looked

    Analyzing everything thrown at me
    Never giving trust a chance to set in
    Making everyone around me
    A situation I can’t win

    My emotions are so strong
    I can change anyone I’m around
    You’ll sense what I am feeling
    I won’t have to make a sound

    If I could only control
    The thoughts in my head
    My life would be easier
    Than everything I just said

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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