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Friday, September 24, 2010

Shouting in the Void

Here I do scream
Laid upon the bed of fear
Who can hear me?
Save a cruel god
That gave me this- life
Is it not a curse, breathe in suffering?
To be a slave of contained fear
That poisons this fragile soul
Save your prayers- innocent one
Your voice beats like my heart
Your pink faced sweetness
Is a contradiction- to my ice cold beauty
That glimmers from a heart so frozen
It steals sunshine from those I love
A case of ice I prayed
To keep me safe
From life, from love
Those glorious things from above
That have some indecipherable divinity
Unspeakably great
Ungraciously invaluable
Mortal life- a blessing within a curse.

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