четверг, 12 февраля 2009 г.

Dear Darkness


I stare inaudibly into the emptiness of my mirror,

staring vacantly to the person who lie so near,

inner I must look to find myself in someway,

but all I see is emotionless auburn eyes with a slight haze,

when darkness clouds around the exterior of you,

you find that even in the brightest times there is nothing you can do,

for some reason it over shadows the good,

and makes life seem like it’s not the way it should,

though life is not at all in anyway fair,

it will hurt you severely if you dare,

but the consequence is evidently better to chance,

then to loose out from your apprehension in alas

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