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Paradox.
Trapped into a 24 hour vortex,
Repetition is my nightmare.
Day by day,
it's all the same.
The cleaning,
The cooking,
The "doe eyes",
Pretending to be absent of opinion,
as my mind races with objection.
This is not the life I wanted to live,
Shall I rot in this eternal paradox?
Repetition is my nightmare.
Day by day,
it's all the same.
The cleaning,
The cooking,
The "doe eyes",
Pretending to be absent of opinion,
as my mind races with objection.
This is not the life I wanted to live,
Shall I rot in this eternal paradox?
Published 21st Jul 2013
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23rd Jul 2013 11:25am
25th Jul 2013 4:07pm
Doe eyes are a metaphor for the pregnant, bare foot wife that has no opinion and agrees to everything that the man of the house says.
5th Aug 2013 5:48pm
