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A faint "hello?" I turned "Yeah?" "Im scared" even fainter "Why?" I stuttered "This world is too dark" "But you...youre in a closet" His only words were, "Exactly" _________________ This world we live in The voices we often hear Are nothing but occurances. Nothing but odd happenings. This world Is out of controll And we, Have nobody to blame but ourselves Our rebellious nature. We all have a clone in the closet Scared of everything. My clone My other me Resides there Watching everything from the dark. The world's evil is waiting Like a shark Hanging around to see the pain. The world Is over ... It has been Yet we continue to abide. Corrupt To the core. A place where everyone thinks Everybody's a ***** We are outraged by the littlest things. And Im beggining to fall faint Ive grown tired of this life. Its used. Generic. I wish we could be something else entirely Sounds great. Because im just old me. Abandoned, if you will. Im just a poet That just keeps noticing Noticing Noticing. This... Voice in the closet is wiser than any one of us Next time you hear them, take a listen
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Jul 26, 2016
Jul 26, 2016 at 5:12 PM UTC
Voice from the closet
A faint "hello?" I turned "Yeah?" "Im scared" even fainter "Why?" I stuttered "This world is too dark" "But you...youre in a closet" His only words were, "Exactly" _________________ This world we live in The voices we often hear Are nothing but occurances. Nothing but odd happenings. This world Is out of controll And we, Have nobody to blame but ourselves Our rebellious nature. We all have a clone in the closet Scared of everything. My clone My other me Resides there Watching everything from the dark. The world's evil is waiting Like a shark Hanging around to see the pain. The world Is over ... It has been Yet we continue to abide. Corrupt To the core. A place where everyone thinks Everybody's a ***** We are outraged by the littlest things. And Im beggining to fall faint Ive grown tired of this life. Its used. Generic. I wish we could be something else entirely Sounds great. Because im just old me. Abandoned, if you will. Im just a poet That just keeps noticing Noticing Noticing. This... Voice in the closet is wiser than any one of us Next time you hear them, take a listen
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Jul 26, 2016
Jul 26, 2016 at 5:12 PM UTC
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