Too soon, too early,
The big blow turned her life swirly,
Scarred for life, stirred and shaken,
To a new day, she does not want to awaken,
Tears in her eyes,
Are manifestations of her aching soul,
Life, which forever she will despise,
Is black and is as black as coal,
She questions destiny,
No answers are forthcoming, destiny is mute,
Life is all and tyranny,
It is something her young mind refuses to compute,
Life has traded her nightmares for sleep,
Life she thinks is far too deep,
All night she screams in fright,
While life grins at her in delight,
She is god damn confused,
Her heart is bleeding and bruised,
She knows not what to do,
For her, life is a voodoo.
Somewhere Life Is A Figment of Imagination
Thursday, February 09, 2006
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4 comments:
hey!!!
Absolutely amazing!!absolutely!!!
More so cos i can identify with it!!!!
:)
And yea..thanks for leaving a comment on my page.!!Thanks for those wrds...they mean a lot!
@Siri
take care dear sis :)
why does it look like my story? u sneaking into my life ?
hmm.......empathy!
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