blast from the past

oh well since i've been a busy bee for two to three months now, i haven't had the time to come up with a maddening random blog.

so im posting something from the past because i think its always a good thing to look back (especially if you're walking away from the beautiful past... oh well, the wonders of life).

so without further ado about nothing, heres something from my old blog from the old world.

still open for reconstructive suggestions (heck, even up to now I'm not contented with how it looks yet).

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Hey Pain

hey vicious pain.
that come in stabs,
a heart can contain.
your punctures lead
to burning scars;
a slow kill
of hot, sharp nails
pressing on your chest...
and thoughts of death
living in your dreams.

you bury with contempt
suffering souls;
mocking the world
like a misty rain
that teases the desire
of the lips of the earth
for wetness and life

hey, sulking friend
that do distrust sleep
on a pillow of tears.
your beautiful eyes,
are somber and cold
they yearn to ask,
why not, oh why not
let all the tears run out
in one so sober cry.