there can be no remorse
for the likes of you and I
no swerving from this wayward course
no matter how we try
there can be no respite
for the likes of me and you
for all our words are false and trite
even though we mean them true
there can be no redemption
for such two refugees as we
no remorse, no respite, no exemption
from the way we have to be














Comments
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poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.
Carl Sandburg
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Peter Pan Must Die.
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Fuck me harder. No harder. Make me cry.
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BUG CATCHER SEAN wants to fight!
Thank you m'dear. Thank you...
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Peter Pan Must Die.
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Peter Pan Must Die.
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BUG CATCHER SEAN wants to fight!
even though we mean them true"
Very powerful idea...and very realistic T_T
I've reread this poem three times now and still can't choose my favourite part. I love it all!
Great work!
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The world wasn't meant for one as beautiful as you...
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Peter Pan Must Die.
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