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In this seemingly perfect life I feel strife more than most.
It sometimes feels like I'v been living life inside a dying host.
Even though I make do with what I have pain is magnified 10 fold.
Out of the fires of the deepestcraters of hell comes my soul back to me but I still feels so cold.
If problems were perfection I'd be far from it, but even though I'm still not perfect I still try.
Hearts break and souls shake all around me, it feels like my fault, but he brought this on himself.
There's no need for anger, the situations and fighting just fuel its hunger.
As people crumble, even though it's not my fault I still feel anger that I couldn't stop it from happening.
- by Greater Millenko |
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- | Submitted on 11/30/2008 |
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- Artist: Greater Millenko
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This is just something I wrote out in about 5 minutes on the bus one day while I was bored and depressed after a bunch of random bad stuff happened.
Enjoy - Date: 11/30/2008
- Tags: untitiled greatermillenko poetry sadstuff fast
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Comments (4 Comments)
- psycho special bunny - 12/12/2008
- some much ******** better then any of my poems... if u put all of my poems 2gether this poem would b better then them like 100x better...
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- Lavender Fairy_79 - 12/02/2008
- 10/10! errr 5!
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- DeadDirtyJuggalo - 11/30/2008
- What Tsuta said
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- Tsuta_Sama - 11/30/2008
- You already know how amazing this is...you don't need to hear it from me.
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