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Is that it? Can that be all?
Is that all there is for this doll?
Though it is withered and dim
It makes you happy with its porcelain grin
Its weary strings are worn and snaps
As the doll falls down in a sickening crash.
So the doll ponders, with its shattered frame.
I wonder, Oh how i wonder, what is my name?
- by ThatDamnLobster |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 04/19/2009 |
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- Title: Ode to a paradox
- Artist: ThatDamnLobster
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Description:
This poem is like many others, which holds a deep meaning to the poet.
The poem itself represents the struggle of finding out who we are, and by doing so, it leads itself into deeper stress, a type of stress that it was trying to avoid. Life isnt about finding who we are, its finding out who we want to be and make it a reality
this poem was written in respect to my mom.
- Date: 04/19/2009
- Tags: paradox
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Comments (2 Comments)
- MarukawaBubbleGum - 04/20/2009
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ohmygosh i just had to read it a second time and a third time and a....
its absolutely amazing! *clap clap* applause applause
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- iHoyce - 04/19/2009
- Short, sweet, beautiful. Good job dude!
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