Rebellion

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Rebellion

How can I even think about breathing wrapped in your chains struggling to be free in a place not as free as it seems. Bound by the straps you call rules placed there for my own good, but what you say is good for one is not good for all. I’m drowning in the uniformality you call fairness. Unable to think on my own. Stripped of my own free will. I’ll break all the bindings you placed on me just to show I can.

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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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meremortal’s Poems (18)

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Music 3
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ode to… 0
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Inside 1
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