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It's the split second between
Admiration and envy;
Compassion and cruelty;
Pain and joy;
Salvation and damnation.
It's where I sit in judgement
of all you people who can't see
the world as clearly as I
I once felt as you do;
The pain of cruelty and
the envy of joy;
But escaped damnation
To a domain
few ever know.
I escaped
the chains of emotion
that dictated my life.
I am the master of my own mind;
I am the master of my own destiny.
You can not comprehend where I exist
You can only envy my existence.
So envy me.
Envy me.
please
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Long time, no see. It's wonderful to read more of your work.
Niccole wrote what I thought. And there are so many of these types in the world. Making themselves out to be more important than they are ... only to really know they're not all that wonderful. And those last lines tell it all. Thanks for the read, Cat.
Teri xo
PS - I have nothing to add except I've missed your PS's.
Like this one! It was surprising and thought-provoking. Wtih a beginning that suggests philosophy, suggests a deep sense of inner wisdom, the poem insteads unfolds to reveal a narcissicist, using a home-grown version of mysticism to make himself feel special. I thought these lines:
So envy me.
Envy me.
please"
worked particularly well.
One complaint--not to whine about grammar--but you have a lot of semi-colons where commas would do just fine.
