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Eye Sockats
By Cherry Bear
I dreamed of a day
When no longer I fear
When myself doubt has disappeared
My life makes since
All my wounds healed
I live for the
days
I no longer regret
The seasons that end
Without
the voice of violence
A life I don’t hate
With places full
of disease
People of disgust with lots of flea's
Where these
words aren’t corny
And someone might understand
Its not the
world that’s truly bad
Not its fault I am who I am
My own
stupidity got me this hand
Perhaps someday I will see perfection
Till then I am stuck with only
Pain, Regret, reflection and
this recently found depression.
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Copyright 2009 Cherry Bear
Published on Thursday, September 17, 2009.
Filed under: "Philosophical" and
"Poetry"
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A former member wrote:
A sense of escapism fills this work, the search for relief, for the trials of life to be somehow diminished. It is a work to be felt and it was written well enough for that to happen. Excellent work.
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A former member wrote:
I want your dream... seriously... Excellent piece.
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