Friday, June 4, 2010

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Question Mark - GraveUnicorn.deviantart.com


Lost in thought
I see the world,
and her wonders flourish.

In a smile;
Decieved
Like all Deadly Beauty,
So wrongly percieved

Questions.
Questions?
Thousands of questions.
Prevoking my thoughts congestions,
invoking my minds funeral processions
and now?

Have you ever felt
tears
like rain drops?
Dripping from your eyes
like little white lies
They fade away
but burn a hole
in your heart each day.

And the question:
Why?

remains...

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