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poem: control in life

By vrtualme | June 12, 2008

originally written 10.23.01

control in life
is just an illusion.
all that I’ve found
is a state of confusion.

the faster we run,
the slower we move.
running a race
with nothing to prove.

the money, the power
the sex, and the drugs.
a new set of jugs, and
a few more hair plugs.

taking and taking,
with nothing to give.
where does it end?
who will forgive?

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