another oldie...
Laughter shall seek a soul much stronger;
a smile needs a heart of deep red.
Cry for me for I may cry no longer
the tears my eyes have already shed.
For sadness and pain may only contain me,
other emotions need so much more
things which have been taken from me,
those I may never find anymore.
So shall I remain with a heart of pale blue,
a soul formed of frail crystal and ice;
daring no movement, fearing a break,
losing what some would call life
Wrote this ages ago... still applys... :)
Confusion, a companion I must bear.
In the dark of the night, why must I be so aware
of the circles endless circles that follow my mind into square after square after square.
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