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| As I Was Sitting Here, Writing
My mind is at a blank now
I'm eager to write something, but I can't
I even just try to think, but I can't
My mind is at a blank now.
I try to speak, but no words come out
I see people walking past me
I want so badly to say "I'm sorry, please forgive me!"
I really tried to speak, but no words come out.
I sense something bad has happened
Something that no one dares to speak about
"What happened?!" I want to cry out
Now I know something bad has happened.....
I remembered what it was...
As I was sitting here, writing
The most craziest idea came to me
In a flash, a bloody pen is rolling away from me
I am no longer sitting here, writing.
-The hopes that make us happy are the hopest that don't come true- | | |
| I Cry Tears of Blood
I lock up my soul
I don't want anyone to get too close
I'm as useless as a cracked bowl
There's no reason for you to get so close.
I'm not crying, I just got something in my eye,
You don't have to show me fake pity
What really won't help me are buckets of lies
Is there anyone here to help me; here in this city?
I stand in a dark corner
Wondering if I really have any role in life
Unto myself, I've become a selfish mourner
So why don't you slit my heart open with a scythe?
I use to have a small glimmer of light
But I accidently let it loose
When you talk to me, I'll cry; I jsut might
Cause I just want to know the pure truth.
-The hopes that make us happy are the hopes that don't come true-
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| Complain & Thanks
You whine to your parents about the new video game
You protest how dinner is always the same
You shout and pout how you have to go to school
You complain how you have to follow the rules
But in spite of all these,
You shouldn’t complain.
On the contrary, be thankful just the same.
Your parents feed you, give you clothes and buy you gifts.
Why do you have to complain about all of this?
You might not like school,
You might be dying for the new video game
But while you’re pouting, keep in mind
Be thankful just the same.
-The hopes that make us happy are the hopes that don't come true-
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| Basking in the Moonlight
Darkness breaks, moon awakes.
Night now brings the stars it makes.
Moon beams fall, lighting up all.
From the silvery woods there comes a call.
Grayish blur, shaggy fur,
Food is this night creature’s lure.
Brown deer, very near,
It is brought down full of fear.
Deadly fight, very tight,
Every wolf will feast tonight.
-The hopes that make us happy are the hopes that don't come true- | | |
| http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=babikarana
<-------- My friend needs the publicity, so go there. (I know that
this is suppose to be only for poems, but now one else visits her site,
so yeah.) Plz prop her at least once............@_@
-The hopes that make us happy are the hopes that don't come true-
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*Letting Nightmares Loose*
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