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Anger
is an unexpected storm
rushing in your conscience like
a little wave of dread
Happiness
is the sunlight
over the hurricane
of a trenched life
Combined
is reality
scraping my eyelids
it's too close
These roots go up and down
This limbs just are too weak
These are the voices that cannot speak
But only in reality.
- by Celestial Snow Angel |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 01/30/2009 |
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- Title: Storming Reality
- Artist: Celestial Snow Angel
- Description: Ha-ha. I'm really mad, because of people saying I'm jealous and stuff like that. It just gets me mad, because I can't say he's stupid or his poetry is stupid without getting called jealous or I'm mean when people need to bring light to their eyes and see what is right in front of them.
- Date: 01/30/2009
- Tags: storming reality
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Comments (1 Comments)
- BnW x3 - 04/19/2009
- you're using a unique way of connecting to the readers. i think reading between the lines is the most effective way to understand this poem better. you have a broad knowledge on how to play with words.
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