If I Can...
I rise above the vipers tongue
To try to comprehend the spite
It only adds to the confusion
While the battle rages on
Wondering how one can exist
With a heart so full of venom
Surely such toxic animosity
Can only do you harm
No-one can claim perfection
Nor demand it in our sights
Recognising pain in others
Can open doors to worlds unseen
So I will see the beauty in you
While you hate me with your eyes
And hope you find your peace without
Taking pieces of me
Poetry by Purple Phoenix
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Written on 2009-06-22 at 16:41
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