12.26.2010

Random pieces of poetry, II - I'm not even close.


The void keeps growin' inside,
Surrounded and hopeless I am
I ask myself every day, every night:
"How worthy is my life?"

The closer I am to you... The farther you seem to be.
The wound gets deeper... I pushed inside the spear...
I'm about to born again, through self-inflicted pain
No doubt I wouldn't die in vain.

Inspired by someone I met at College a year ago.
The most beautiful woman my eyes have ever seen... 
I wish I could go back in time, and fix things. 
But I can't

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