05-21-2009 6:50 AM

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  • Sadness

    05-21-2009 6:50 AM

    I'm walking through darkness
    Hoping to see some light.
    I was brave and careless
    Ready to stand the fight.

    I go on my journey
    I need help, attorney!
    I seize each painful blow
    Thinking it's a way to grow.

    But I drop on my knees;
    I'm on my cries and pleas.
    Asked them to care and stop;
    Hear my agony pop!

    I screamed on top of my voice,
    Noticed I lost my poise.
    "Care for me dear", I said
    I'm nearing my death bed.

    Laugh, I did over hear;
    Stomps and claps, oh so clear.
    I am now wrapped with fear,
    My madness is severe.

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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    In My Madness 2
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