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Arouse...Arouse.....Finally :: The real me.


Arouse...Arouse.....Finally
poetry [ ]
The real me.

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by Inquisitor [totoro]

2004-12-25  |     | 



I woke up one morning,
Because of so much disturbance,
Like a colony of hive,
that is fired by a moron.

I sat on the throne,
like non other people.
I sooth the actions,
like a normal being.

I fainted and fell,
like an ordinary man.
I wave and strived,
like no other people.

alas, finally!!!
I was now awake,
like an ordinary creature
in the world of truth.

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