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Never born. (Free verse) by | Broken |

It's really weird When you cannot grasp something which is right beside you Something which is just a breath away Just inches from where you are standing now It seems to get farther away The moment you reach out for it The moment you long for it It just scampers off Living you all alone In solitude Then you start to wonder Whether it's all real Whether everything seems to be too good to be true Or just something virtual Are you actually living in your fantasies? Planning about your perfect life Imagine that it could happen Just hoping and wishing That everything will turn out right for you The way you always dream it to be In that deep corner of your heart You know that it would never happen Everything's fake .. You are fated to live life this way You never get all the sweetest things in life .. Sweet? Yeah .. But consider it sweet nothings that will never end .. Are you brave enough to look at your reflection for another day .. It won't be that much long now .. When you're tired of it .. And you just wish that .. You were never born in this world.

zodiac 7-Aug-05/12:11 AM
I think CS would have been cool with word-quibbles. Next one: The best satisfactions on earth are lacking something compared to what? Like, if my expectation was, "This activity is not only going to make me happy, but also rich and as virile as I was at seventeen," then no, pretty much no circumstance is going to fulfill that. But my circumstances make me about as happy as any human being on earth. Shouldn't that be the high endpoint of satisfaction? Like, satisfaction can't be defined as "some kind of pleasure it's impossible to feel in earthly existence" or "like orgasming all the time", or nobody could use it and it's basically a throwaway word. Do you see what I mean? Basically, my satisfactions are right in line with my expectations, so I logically cannot feel like they're lacking. Right?




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