Dark Poetry #5 |
Ending |
littlemonster Junior Member
since 2010-05-06
Posts 39UK |
Nothing is made perfect. No modern day miracle to remove damaged flaws or hand out redemption to those who would otherwise flee in the face of overwhelming truth. Truth. It's burning a hole through knowledge through acceptance through existence. And I watch as my soul seeps out escaping into the in-between. Where now the strength? You decided long ago it could never last destined to wear then fade unable to outwit the inevitable. I could never last. Because nothing is made perfect. |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
You speak volumes here, my friend. I can personally relate to the disappointment of not being able to measure up to the "perfect" standards some would hold us to... and the pain of watching them leave, believing they may be attained elsewhere. Well done. Michael |
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