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Sunday, August 26, 2007




Dismal Emptiness

We’ve become so desolate
In a state of bleak and dismal emptiness
Depressed and dreary, I fear my loss

Forever waiting, in the dark
When will you come?
When will you see?
Maybe
I ask too much
But I ask so little

Is it too hard
To simply say three words?
I have said it before
And I’ll say it again
It’s just a reminder
To my pains never-end

We’ve become so desolate
In a state of bleak and dismal emptiness
Depressed and dreary, I fear my loss

Forever waiting, in the dark

~shinobicatgirl~


Strong

As tight as a mother holds her child
Fierce like the thunders above
Serene as the ocean waves

Soft as the grace of an angel's wings
Innocent as a child smile
And real as wild horses running free.

Strong as a hurricane's fearful scream
Strong as the love on the lonely nights
Sweet as red wine

She was strong until love shattered her dreams
Cracks covered her land of inner life
Breathless and cries of
Lost strength.

Powerful as whiskeys serpent bite
Tasteless as the air we breathe, she falls.
Strong was once, but never again
Real as heaven or hell
Or
Fake as the devils pain and an angel's smile...

Oh love...
Broken glass, she walked and bleeds
Was she strong?
Until she fell, but only her spirit was cracked.

Strong?
Who can say?
She was strong, but you can break a heart in pieces...

How can you ever put it together again and make it strong?

~Effie-san~




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