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* All poetry included here was written by Mozziestarlet and is protected under copyright law.
Moving on
is a difficult task in life,
particularly when you don’t know
where to go
or how to get there;
Sometimes, it seems
that life’s uncertainty
is the only certain factor
involved.
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Truly,
If what goes around
comes around,
then you are in for an exciting ride
down Retribution Lane
and the only thing
you’ll remember after all is said and done,
is how hard
you hit the bottom.
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It seems that
the road of life has forked
yet again,
and I’m left to discern
which path I’d like to take;
I must say that I’d particularly enjoy
and fancy the scenic view at present,
and find very little appeal
in travelling down any path
that might resemble a previous stopping point.
You see,
life is about making choices,
and at this point and time,
I choose freedom
over
destination
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I’d like to understand why
I can be so disgustingly predictable,
but even my reasoning of this is
just as much
(or as little) –
I’d love to be brazen
and hot
and learn to fly among the free,
but I’m certain I’d only find some means
of sabotaging my efforts
while they were still only a forethought;
In my life,
I always hesitate.
I am the perfect image
of cancellation
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I suppose time must move on
even if its procession
continues to depress me;
It seems that no one cares
that I care,
and try as I may,
I cannot halt
the avalanche of seconds
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