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“You’re just feeling
sorry for yourself.”
Or am I?
How long
can you hang onto this?
Vanilla doves fall
from vanilla sky.
White as my face,
as pale as my body.
What was I thinking?
I melt and sink,
trying to find a way out.
“This is my way out.”
But what is “this”?
A catastrophe.
Eyes watering,
like the sky outside.
Can Mother Nature
read my emotions,
like I read your lies?
Fall apart,
come together,
and open your eyes now-
“this is my way out.”
- by xapplexpiex |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/01/2008 |
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- Title: Intensity in Ten Cities
- Artist: xapplexpiex
- Description: The title is from a song by Chiodos. One of the first poems I have written. So don't be harsh on the ratings/comments. =D
- Date: 12/01/2008
- Tags: intensity cities
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