random thoughts, by Aims
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peeling through the lies
in this world full of rose coloured glasses
i wait
the bleeding never stops
wounds heal, and life goes on
but what's the point?
scars are memories
memories are pain
and when you break the glasses that fill your world with
smiles
you're the only one left laughing
reality is never what it seems
and fantasy always dissapointes
in this neverending cycle of life
death is our saviour
set us free |
Posted: 2006-02-02 02:59:42 UTC |
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2006-03-21 17:42:35 | Faith |
This poem speaks volumes of truth... |
2006-05-09 10:41:31 | User |
Harsh and cold facts of life huh? Yet it is too true for denial. |
2006-06-29 07:15:47 | User |
Err...why can't I read the other poems..?? |
2006-07-03 06:08:41 | User |
The weird this is the other poems are kinda "blocked" by something and I can't
even see the titles..I am not sure what happen but anyway..I am sure you write good poems..~_^ |