Friday, September 12, 2008

Un(done)



I was so shocked
That I couldn't cry
I felt so mocked
That I couldn't ask why

I was hurt, I was wounded,
How I wish You wouldn't have pruned it.
So here I lie in all my glee,
with the doors wide open.
I feel So free,

So free to be me.

Here I am after losing what i had won,
Here I am completely undone.

Smiles all around me
Inside and out.
Voices all about me
They won't hear me out.

Summer to Winter
Winter to Spring
Spring to summer,
Where did it all begin?

Rebirth to revival,
Revival to death,
Death to 'redeath'
It never ends.

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