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Sunday, August 24, 2008


My poem for quizilla and DA
I claw at my throat like a chokeing child
Though I reached out and let go
you kept my hand thorugh all
the pain, but then one day I woke
you were never real just my dream
but thats okay with me, we're like
the moon so over beat but
still standing in the sky.

Though I've tried I've
let go
Why cant we be more like
the moon, whos face
so imperfect isnt ashamed
and lights up the night
sky for beauty. The wild
blue sky in the days light sun
is never the favourite.
Damaged
like the moon, yet so beaurtiful

Somewhere along the line you
and I were damaged
and now have a life to pay.
Though we've tried
we've let go so many times.
Lets be more like the moon
and show our damaged face
and let the light shine
Lets smile like a porcelain
doll whos face is painted on
so pale and colder than cold
waiting for a breath of life
to become alive. Heaven meant
so save a life, oh they say that
they understand but what do they
know? With no where to go, it's easy
to loose your grip. But we'll be the moon
and let that beauty shine dim through the
night sky.

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