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RossEan
Ross Ean Martinez
United States, Colorado, The Center of the Universe (Denver)

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A kind type of consideration (apr 15th)

Though nothing makes me want, I want to say words I've never thought. Even though nothing comes to mind, I have memories on my mind. I am like a cache of erased realities. I'm the words you have tried to find. Like a stream that divides into rivers, I am the choice of left and right.

In a world known to be an illusion, I am the photo you can not take. Like a dream that you always tried to remember, I am the images that you can not keep.

Like a bear sleeping in an empty cave, I am the time spent in hibernation. Like a dear in the open woods, I am waiting for a bullet to take me.

I am like the sun in the early morning. I am a memory you cannot fake. I am the moment, you see the sunshine. I am the child waiting for their mother. I am the hopelessness of my wanting; though my wanting keeps me real.

Even though there is nothing that confines me, my wisdom has no appeal Though I have pictured my future reality, my past seems all too real. Even though I have lived a life I’m proud of, nothing ever feels real. Even though I fill the emptiness inside me, every morning feels surreal.

Even though there is nothing left to argue, there is no faith in what I’ve made.
A lifetime that I have pretended, is the result of choices made.

Though I am a shadow on a wall, my image is not carried onto the ceiling. Though I am the dirt above the plate, I'm the out waiting to be made.

Even though there is a another day, every second is another grave.. Even though there is another hour, there are still mistakes to be claimed..

The things I wanted expressed, are the first things I forget.

The ideas I tried to cherish, are but words I couldn't contain, every truth I tried to utter, have become the things I should never say.

Cause I’m like the ants crawling inside a house; that is trying to kill them LL. I am like the creature inside a zoo.. That is lost all its imagination.

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RossEan Comment by: RossEan - 2008-05-16 04:53
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i wrote that in one sitting, and never looked back. it seems as though the words i wish to express are the same sounds that rest on the tip on my tongue. thank you for seeing my honesty. sometimes my speech gets away from me. i try to contain my feelings.. but my fingers type away.

again thank you for taking the time, to read the thoughts that reside on the poetic side of my mind.
nad04 Comment by: nad04 - 2008-05-16 04:44
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Straight-from-the-heart and very beautiful ! Very sensitive work..
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