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Cursed
The rain falls gently,
As the end draws near.
Never stopping,
Always running.
My past is my present,
And my future is insignificant.
Never waiting,
Always watching.
As Fate plays the cruel Goddess,
My painful memories consume me.
Never wanted,
Always with me.
A soft wind caresses my face,
Creating the perfect image of sorrow.
My eyes sting as I remember,
The last time I saw you.
Can you feel my regret of living?
Can you tell me why I'm still suffering?
Help me now while I'm still fighting.
Hold me now as the rain falls gently.
And I wonder whose voice is screaming.
Is it mine or is it just wishful thinking?
Can you tell me why this hurts so much?
And why I've been cursed with this life?
- Title: Cursed
- Artist: Ipo2398
- Description: This is the first poem I ever finished... um, yeah... I know it's not the best. XD I actually read this in front of my class two years ago. I was the only one who actually wrote a poem instead of finding one. It was quite awkward. The teacher approached me after class and told me about some sort of poetry competition that was going to take place. I'm... bad with competition, though, so I didn't do it. xD What do you think? Was my teacher insane for thinking this was a good first try at poetry?
- Date: 12/06/2008
- Tags: cursed
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Comments (3 Comments)
- mazura hatake_k - 12/06/2008
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you're teacher was completly insane >.>;;
but he was right this IS contest worthy!!!
really pretty
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- Zivillyn - 12/06/2008
- Your teacher was right, you should have entered it in a competition.
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- Mechroscraps - 12/06/2008
- *claps* this is a great poem!!! Love it!
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