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A Poem by Hardcore Charles

I drift,
away, from what I know,
with heavy eyes,
I gaze beyond,
to something, lost,
I continue to tire,
but carry out,
the orders bestowed,
upon me,
by my headquarters,
I feel as if,
it's corrupted now,
so I write as if,
I cannot control,
my arm, even with,
no eyes upon me,
I expect a flood,
in a drought,
I search for land,
while I'm drowning,
beneath the waves.

© 2013 Hardcore Charles


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Added on August 1, 2013
Last Updated on August 1, 2013
Tags: Life, Future

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Hardcore Charles
Hardcore Charles

Muncie, IN



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I am 18 years old and I have a lot on my mind. Also any poetry I post does not have to be taken a certain way. Poetry to me is how the reader interprets the words even if the writer had something else.. more..

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