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Life in Turmoil, Disgrace,
Unwilling to Satisfy.
Smiles from those crooked faces,
Mysteries they hide without telling,
It becomes obvious to me.
Twinkling Lights only last for so long,
Before the darkness of the night crawls upon you.
Temptation, and Sin,
Colours each revolving around black,
Draped with Blood smered on the walls..
Pain, Anguish, the so-called 'Destiny'
It's all clouded by religion and sex..
Failure is expected,
Fall through the floor to feel that you're real,
Pain is an escape..
~Josh~
I'm a little emo right now. It's a dark poem, I know, and I'm ... confused with my emotions again.
Anyway, enjoy the poem. I hope it's satisfying to you.
~Josh~
21.
Love who you want to.
~Josh~
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