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Friday, February 2, 2007


   poem time again...
You are a star, burning shy yet burning bright.
You are so beautiful, a wonderous glory to my sight.
You have such amazing talent, even though be it not discovered yet.
Please, don’t give up now, don’t let yourself be tangled in life’s enigmatic web.
You have your own morals, strong, but not constricting.
You have your mental power, all your knowledge unwriffleing.
You have the attention to redeem yourself from thy suicidal crypts.
But you haven’t the will, and you’re all alone with frozen lips.
Several knives to your heart, many thick chains tied to your brain.
But those shackles are getting rusty, it’s time to break free and make your claim.
Enough blood has been shed, enough lies have been told.
Forget all the people, and all the misconceptions they have sold.
The time to rise is now, to find and accept your one and only place.
For if you can’t have at least the littlest pride for your own face…
You are already half-dead.

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