Virtue of the mind,
Power of the heart,
The tears you never cried,
How they tear you apart,
Loneliness setting in,
Creeping in slowly,
Feels like a sin,
Your terror growing,
But you can’t move,
So lost in your hurt,
You’re caught in a groove,
Forgetting all you’ve learned,
No chance for you now,
Can’t escape your prison,
You still wonder how,
But lack the precision,
In your own way,
You’ve been chosen,
Because you can’t be lead astray,
Only your life has been stolen.
A contest entry
- Finally Get the Medal You Deserve! by TabbyCat.
475 points, ended February 14, 2008, 23 entries
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Comments
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awsome flow
great consepts
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