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Why do people believe in such fake things?
Is there truly a God,
Watching over us,
Every step of the way?
Is there truly any such thing as happiness?
We only mask the saddness to see the brighter side.
Why do we lie to ourselves,
Saying we are happy,
When we are really suicidal-ly confused?
How can we live,
In this,
Utter horror?
We are only the mere playthings of our emotions,
Our actions,
But....
Why?
Is there life after this?
Do we come back?
Are there such things as the Divine Beings that are Gods?
Must we live in such a constricted place for emotions?
Must our lives br restricted to limits that keep our freedom at bay?
Why do we live?
What else is out there?
Why............?
- by x-XMistress_MurderX-x |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/11/2009 |
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- Title: The Mind of a Lost Soul
- Artist: x-XMistress_MurderX-x
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Description:
Alright, so this one I just wrote out of randomness. These questions have been wirling inside my head for a while now and I decided, 'Heck, turn it into a poem.'
Now, mind you, I act older, but I'm young. If some of you would know my real age you'd worry about me and my writings. o.e So blah.
Anyway, Enjoy and please rate/comment. (( ~ I never rhyme so don't ask xP ~ )) - Date: 07/11/2009
- Tags: mind lost soul
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