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Friday, September 7, 2012

RANDOM POETRY


SHE'S DROWING IN HER OWN WATER.
LIVING IN HER OWN MISERABLE WORLD.
THE DREAMS SHE HAS, SEEMS TO ALWAYS FALL APART.
SHE SEARCHES FOR THE PERFECT LOVE.
WITH HER DISTRUST FOR OTHERS AND DISLOYAL BEHAVIORS, THINGS NEVER SEEM TO WORK.
MAYBE SHE NEEDS TO SEARCH WITHIN HERSELF AND LOVE HERSELF FIRST, BEFORE SHE PUTS HERSELF OUT THERE FOR OTHERS.
SHE'S LIKE A NAKED WOLF HOWLING FOR ATTENTION.
IT'S A SPLIT PERSONALITY.  SHE BATTLES WITH HERSELF.
THE GOOD AND THE EVIL.  EVIL ALWAYS CONTROLLING HER EMOTIONS.
HER BETTER HALF SEEMS TO ALWAYS WONDER AWAY.
SHE TRY'S TO CONTROL HER DELLUSIONAL SENSE OF BEING.
SHE'S TRAPPED WITH THE FOUR CORNERS AND LAYERED SIDES.
IMPRISONED FOR THE CRIME SHE COMMITTED.
SHE BURRIES HERSELF BETWEEN THE SHEETS AND PILLOWS TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HOW HER MISERY ALL BEGAN.
IF SHE ONLY NEW THE SORROWS OTHER'S ENDURE.
FOR HER BETTER HALF IS NO LONGER IN EXISTENCE.
SHE LIVES IN A WORLD OF HER OWN.
CREATING A SENSE OF REALITY.
FACING THE TRUTH OF HER WHEREABOUTS.
FOR SHE NEVER IMAGINED LIVING IN AN IMPERFECT WORLD.
[(ENJOY!) UNTIL NEXT.]

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