wishing it was over
was never my style
instead look upon the face of your tormentor
and tell them what you think
dream upon her smile again
think about his face once more
it's all just a pathetic rouse
to make all see pathetic lies
life does not have that peachy keen taste to it
as the sweetest of all candies
are sour as death inside
but that never bothered me
through the mess
and through the pain
I still stand strong
strong against that wind of life
for you know it's too late when it comes
but you never know just what to do
just live in the moment
and embrase the little light you have left
he was never meant to be your lover
and she was never meant to be your love
as a lovelife so shattered by mistakes
soon ensnares the senses of their being
through the mess
and through the pain
I still stand strong
strong against that wind of life
A contest entry
- Picture Insiration...Choose and write. by azlyn.
939 points, ended November 22, 2008, 16 entries
Silver trophy winner
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Comments
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This is very powerful and speaks to me so deeply. Thank you so much for the entry!
Az
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Great take on the prompt
'the winds of life'
a very clever write
Thank you for sharing
and good luck in the contest
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