Sunlight on my speacial tear... Frozen my dear. When I say dear I mean deer. Rhymes does'nt it? Does'nt make sense when you look outside does it? Screaming and kicking, And trying to pretend. You can play the fool; that's what you are. Does it make you scared? There's words all in the air... Can thou speakest of them? Does thou have soured face to remember others? Cheeks blister birch... Torment of ones existance... Obliviation of ones soul. Motivate oneself to survive... And remember forever. Your windowpain... Will scream out! "I am not in vain... Forere."
Reason for writing:
Windowpain is a poem about a young man named Tom that I have
mety before but do not know well. From one conversation with
Tom, came the inspiration for many poems. Through my obser-
vations, I have gatherd that there is a depressed soul be-
hind this person, screaming to come forward and confess his
pain. Since he probably will not do this now or in the near
future, I have done it for him.
The "Torment... Obliviation... Motivate" in the verses in
this poem spell the name TOM.
Birth sign: Not entered
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