Tuesday September 28, 2010
Satiate My Barren Hole For Existance
My looking glass is broken.
It ruptured at my face.
Is my inside-self so hidious?
Am I stripped of all my grace?
\So, apparently my existance is inconsequential.
No real reason keeps me here.
Except for dreams. Except for longing.
And the Little things I hold dear.
\So, permit me just one real reason.
Cause mine just ain’t sufficient.
Present me reasons as to why i’m quality.
As of yet, nothings been efficient.
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Posted 9/28/2010 at 6:16 AM