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Thursday, October 21, 2004
Emm Hi
 An End To Pain
Empty,
I feel nothing, hollow,
It envelopes and shallows me.
Burnt,
I'm whithered up, closed,
The plant that dies and never opens.
Torn,
My wings ripped, fallen,
I stumble in the dark without them.
Scared,
Fear grips me, choking,
No helping hand to pull me up.
Hurt,
Rage inflated, hatred,
Broken and bruised inside and out.
Dead,
Unable to feel pain, freed,
Finally theres an end to my torture.
Hmm even though i feel happy becuase of my new girlfriend i still come out with depressive poetry. *Shrugs* well thats what you get for being a manic depressive eh lol. I'm glad you all like the new layout ^.^ much easier and simple. Well i have nothing else to say other then i really should stop staying up till 8/9am and then getting up at 6pm. My clock is backwards completely.
[Edit] Inspiration struck and the minute i put pen to paper i came up with another poem. But i actually had to think of the meaning behind it afterwards..which is unusual for me but what the heck. This is a little more confusing then my other pieces if i do say so myself ^.^ hope you like:
Oh Fearless Leader
Where are you without your fearless leader?
Where are you now my one time bleeder?
I searched high and low for your forgotten soul,
And it seems all the hurt is beginning to take tow.
If i could rip out your pain with my silver tongue,
I would sing joyful songs that weren't meant to be sung.
Jump into the battle that was not to be fought,
Now you can't gain the fame you had always sought.
Oh fearless leader you once sat high on your throne,
Now you are like the peasant who mumbles and moans.
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