Imperfect, by Invisible Poet
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In the shadow of my soul
i only do what i am told
and i will never be whole
i will be forever cold
Inside this shell
that is my body
theirs the toll of the bell
our outer appearance is so gaudy
I dont see how anyone
could have made us so flawed
he stopped halfway through and said done
the empty cold of my soul will never be thawed
If their is a god
then i wish he was dead
instead of some drunken sod
filling everybodys head
With shitty ideas
and false beliefs
my life is not on a dias
my soul is my own to keep. |
Posted: 2008-08-29 22:55:32 UTC |
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2008-11-03 15:10:04 | Ashley Reneƫ *Raining Tears* |
yes it is well done, thank you for the comment, i hope your not mad i put you on my user info.... because your poems really are amazing!! |
2009-12-03 23:54:53 | Katelyn7 |
wow. i love this! |