Poet In The Jar Diaries: Rearrange

Monday, December 22

Rearrange

Tell me a story
I'll listen, enchanted
Submerged in every word
I'll believe your lies
And your fairytale
The illusion that makes your world
See I live on all that never was true
That's how I've endured you
I'll listen to you, enchanted
and then go to rearrange my room

3 comments:

AyanDecember 22, 2008 at 6:49 AM
Another gr8 one.. Thanx for posting! :)
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AlevDecember 22, 2008 at 9:24 PM
"See I live on all that never was true"

That's so me.. xD Pweety poetry. :)
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Poet In The JarDecember 23, 2008 at 11:41 PM
Awww Al you picked a line <3 Yeah we're very alike in that :) No probs Ayan ;)
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My world is like a glass jar that isolates me from the rest of the world, and the glass is the cover that life has placed on my eyes. Inside it I am the poet who hasn't decided whether the lid should be opened or closed - if reality should be welcomed inside, or if madness should be let out.

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