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Beauty in Misery
written by Blackhawk10:55 PM 3/15/05I see.
I see.
The beauty in my misery.
The depth one can achieve.
The pain one cannot relieve.
Knowing what one would not believe.
Knowing all of life's wrongs.
Knowing all the love is gone.
I have not a say.
Not until that day.
My time will come.
Where I write redrum.
I take the time I have.
And make the day nothing I had.
So full of beauty.
So full of pain.
Why can't you others see?
The beauty in my misery.
Knowing all that infests inside.
Taking darkness at my side.
Knowing the day to come.
Where I write redrum.
I know the pangs.
So vague.
Like that of Black Plague.
I take all inside.
And make haste to hide.
Why can't you others see?
The beauty in my misery. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by BOATON (3-16-2005 - 12:07 AM)
by depressions_slave (3-16-2005 - 06:49 AM)
by not_alive_nor_dead (3-17-2005 - 09:03 PM)
| what i understand of it is that you find your misery amusing?? well other than that the poem AMAZING!! i love it |
by gohtic_freak_rock_gurl (4-3-2005 - 09:06 AM)
| i so understand and great poem i love it like most of your poems
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