Moonlite candlestick shines through my bedroom window. mystery is creeping upon us, seeping through my skin endless memories, and visions of remorse, shatter my bedroom window unpredictable flames of envy burn the curtains that protected my inocense only emptyness fills the void where I hid for so long. Vulnerbility attacks my naked, trembling soul. I rise from my desolate whomb, only to be pushed back down again.
Reason for writing:
everytime I decide to crawl out of my little whole in the
ground and show my love for some one, I always get hurt.
This poem means more to me then any other poem I have
written. Not because its the best one, but it express how
I feel inside more than any other poem I've written. The
others express me too, but this is the strogest feeling
inside me right now, and I want everyone to know that
love isn't always what it seems. Though I'm sure everyone
knows that by now.
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