Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Poem...

 
 
No one who has ever known me has ever truly appreciated the experience, as I am a beautiful misunderstood shadow full of wisdom and sex appeal. Every single person whose life has been touched by my presence remains in a stalled state of wistful remorse, except for moments when God visits them with shooting pains for leaving me and forgetting me. I sit on my throne built from memories, wishing I wasn't so alone....

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