Just thought it might be nice to post something from the notepad and showing a little sign of life;)
I'm blind, beyond repair
Broke my eyes like glass
But i`m not running in despair
Don't need my eyes for seeing
They're useless anyway
Because the presence of you, shining
Would be all I'd ever see
The sun is bright and shiny
But gets dirty when compared
To your supreme existence
Not even the devil was prepared
Oh, he haunted and he tortured
Tormented, made me scream
But it stopped like a clock on a Sunday
Silently, but extreme
It blew up in my face
Parts of clockwork everywhere
Now I'm with a descended being
Seeing angels everywhere
The sun is bright and shiny
But get's dirty when compared
To your supreme existence
Not even the devil was prepared
Oh, he haunted and he tortured
Tormented, made me scream
But it stopped like a clock on a Sunday
Silently, but extreme
Poetry by Cr4Ky
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Written on 2011-03-07 at 09:24
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Star-struck
Star-struck by your beingI'm blind, beyond repair
Broke my eyes like glass
But i`m not running in despair
Don't need my eyes for seeing
They're useless anyway
Because the presence of you, shining
Would be all I'd ever see
The sun is bright and shiny
But gets dirty when compared
To your supreme existence
Not even the devil was prepared
Oh, he haunted and he tortured
Tormented, made me scream
But it stopped like a clock on a Sunday
Silently, but extreme
It blew up in my face
Parts of clockwork everywhere
Now I'm with a descended being
Seeing angels everywhere
The sun is bright and shiny
But get's dirty when compared
To your supreme existence
Not even the devil was prepared
Oh, he haunted and he tortured
Tormented, made me scream
But it stopped like a clock on a Sunday
Silently, but extreme
Poetry by Cr4Ky
Read 1149 times
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Written on 2011-03-07 at 09:24
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