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Thoughts of the painful
By The lost and the found
Thoughts abide the painful
inflict pain umong the ones who deserve
such instant of disgrace
love is but a blister of madness and
hate
counterfit unto one
love cant be measured
yet we
still try to comprehend such impass of madness and sorrow
disguising
it as happines and as a meaning of life, if not the meaning of life.
how sublime is such ingenuity, fit only among stupid beings as ourselves
never knowing what is love, but a thin thread of madness and sorrow.
never of happines and joy, those are imposing images by our unconcciousnes
crescending to our conscienceness. even though can we blame but ourselves
at thinking that love involves happines and a sense of living. we shade
any well being as loves hand, as a loving memory, as a lovely evening.
how naive can we be at such premise.
I hate, I love, I cry
in midst of redemption
imparting eternal journeys of sorrow and
grief
shall my solitude be my only companion?
shall she, shall
he, shall it simply be my forever one ?
my only one to love and miss.
my emptyness are you there once more?
can I sleep in your lap as
my tears shed upon my once perceptive face?
shall my twilight be
but your death imprisoned upon celestial desires?
true solitude
should acompany my loneliness?
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Copyright 2012 The lost and the found
Published on Wednesday, February 15, 2012.
Filed under:
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A former member wrote:
Aabsolutely love love love this write
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On Friday, February 17, 2012, terris crimson
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this is absolutely fascinating. I look foward to more of your works :).
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On Friday, February 17, 2012, The lost and the found
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Thank you.!!!
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On Thursday, February 16, 2012, dwells
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Much to ponder here and thanks for sharing this thoughtful piece, cheers!
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