Open Poetry #37 |
Mercy |
White Wolf Member
since 1999-09-18
Posts 371Somewhere in the vast wasteland |
Why do you plague me so What cannot be, cannot be Perfection in my hand Slipped though my fingers Now I dream of perfection I wake to find it ripped away Reminded of the mistake Ruined perfection for me Must my dreams give such happiness Tearing my heart out everytime I wake Leaving me battered and broken Endless tears for my error I cry out for peace Please leave me alone Haven't I paid enough Please I beg of you Mercy If you are looking for meaning in life, stop. It will find you. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
wishing for you, some peace of mind |
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