To Whom This Is 4

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    To Whom This Is 4

    To Whom This Is 4
    By: Eduardo Acevedo Jr.

    Hello, how are you?
    I hope everything is well, hope that bucket lifts you the water to douse all of your hell
    You were on track to Heaven, but you chose that train derailed
    All it took was clouded judgment as to hail a couple drinks and fail at passing offers to open up the male/mail
    I’m Realizing something now, Eye seen something real
    “WE’RE” a figment of imagination, weird how it was eminent betrayal
    When I felt it was bee trails, sweet honey from the smell
    Underestimated was this Poison cloud, mistaken for fresh air
    I figure it was all exhaled, on your behalf [As] the story does entail
    The release of a frail heart broken, soaking following tears trail
    Left alone not to feel anything, trying with no avail at Braille
    Hoping to read into everything that occurred these last couple of years
    It’s been searching for an element to form surprise and fear…Nothing
    Since “nothing” is what it feared,
    Engulfing all the Something’s it’s worked hard to make appear

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    GinasDiamond commented on To Whom This Is 4

    11-09-2009

    Very nice! Keep letting your feelings pour out, most young men do not do this, and if they attempt to do it they do not do it well. Good Job!

    sincere commented on To Whom This Is 4

    08-27-2009

    Preach brother! You are the truth! I am becoming a real big fan of your work.

    jmylez commented on To Whom This Is 4

    07-10-2009

    mistaken for fresh air!!!!that line is crazii son,,a 10 in my book,,,keep bringin them got some competition,,

    cheohs

    07/11/2009

    I appreciate it bro. You know you and I are going to be the top poets. We're gonna be the Jay-Z and Nas of Love lol.

    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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