Misrepresentation, by . QUEENIE .
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tainted glow
the numbers
always move so slow
but never
are correct
when matched up
to the relflection
compared to the mind
why is it so hard
to leave the hate behind?
the hours tick by
and the days go on
the monthes change
but the emotion
always the same
why do you lie
lie so horrible
interpretted love
turns cold
dead
burned and laughed about later.
what come from this
why torture so
the reflection
in the eye
of the mind
is so beautiful
why is it not here.
why will it never come
all the hatred blurs
and mixes
its never good enough
it will never be good enough...
perfection
is in there somewhere
if the numbers are wrong
and the relfection incorrect
hurry on, work harder
it was a misrepresentation.
quick tabulation
and a renewed goal
will bring it closer...
xoxo
Ellie J
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Posted: 2006-05-02 02:43:10 UTC |
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