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I wish I could draw circles Signs and symbols And have you understand That there should be More to life than this The mundane The days found lacking The words that mean nothing There is more than this There has to be. I cradle my head in my hands And wish on a higher power I draw sigils on my skin and hope they mean something Hope they make me more Than what I am. They don’t, They are nothing but inkblots Open to interpretation But nothing else They are not important I am not important I cannot draw a line on the ground And turn it into a wall I cannot paint birds And make them fly I cannot stand in a circle And be protected I cannot call upon power That I do not have. I am not chosen or called upon I just live in the world I haven’t changed it The marks I make are superficial They can all be erased
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Aug 30, 2012
Aug 30, 2012 at 7:31 PM UTC
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I wish I could draw circles Signs and symbols And have you understand That there should be More to life than this The mundane The days found lacking The words that mean nothing There is more than this There has to be. I cradle my head in my hands And wish on a higher power I draw sigils on my skin and hope they mean something Hope they make me more Than what I am. They don’t, They are nothing but inkblots Open to interpretation But nothing else They are not important I am not important I cannot draw a line on the ground And turn it into a wall I cannot paint birds And make them fly I cannot stand in a circle And be protected I cannot call upon power That I do not have. I am not chosen or called upon I just live in the world I haven’t changed it The marks I make are superficial They can all be erased
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lauren-spooner
Canadian
Aug 30, 2012
Aug 30, 2012 at 7:31 PM UTC
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