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07-14-2004, 10:32 PM | #1 |
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Freestylin'
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Expectations bind me Tie me to the ground To some it may seem I’m lost… I see myself as found… Appearances How they deceive… Like an actor on a stage Reciting lines by rote From each newly printed page… Life can not be scripted By any human hand It’s guided and it’s molded As we live it and expand Expectations cage me In the confines of a box… What is seen and what is not Are bound by paradox ©2004 Susan D. |
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Appearances How they Deceive Like An actor On stage} I like that line,
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That's awesome, Ann. I really like that one. Love how it ends.
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that was great
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thanks, y'all..
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