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some poems i wrote:
My eyes are blank pages that dont tell a story
My friends eyes are novels with beautiful detail
My life is an unwritten tale searching to be told
Dissapointment is like the pale face of a porcelin doll
It smells like polluted air blowing into your face
It taste like cold, bitter, coffee
It sounds like voices bragging telling you scary lies
It feels like fire inside of you burning down your hope
Lost
Vanishing, searching, crying
inside his heart
my lover
Dissapearing love
its thrown away forgotten
searching, wandering
i cant find his love for me
tired, scared
yet he will not tell
 zssser · Sat Aug 04, 2007 @ 01:44pm · 0 Comments |
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