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Sunday, January 5, 2014

Unfunished Busines

What is inside I cannot see,
What's outside I do not know.
What surrounds me,
I do not agree with.
What is far from me,
 It could be worse
Should I stay here?
Or should I go?
Depends:
Does here even exist?
Oh it better be
If this is non-existence?
Then I have nowhere to go.
The colors and sounds,
The lights and darkness
 It's all a circus.
An expensive commercial
With all the flash and all the bangs
A late night infomercial
That makes me scream
Please stop this nonsense.
I want to sleep
I want to go to the real world
For dreams are real
Everyday struggle is not...


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By Kabuli December 2013
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