moonangel

Diary of an angel
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Ezoic
2001-12-24 07:26:01 (UTC)

another poem

Another day
another rainstorm
on the trip of life

Unable to breathe, cry, smile or laugh
i sit
waiting emotionlessly
for the end to come, to save my soul
from the torment of this earth.

All the hate and bloodshed
all the tears and screams
can be felt and understood,
despite my smiling exterior,
truthfully you can't release,
must let it simmer
until it destroys you
and the good within.


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