Unsucessful
Vain does not speak much,It stays in the silence,
Of the cold dark night,
Hiding it's self from the world,
The world that looked away,
The world that betrayed,
In shame of it's unfortunate truth,
My vain cape's it's self In a blanket,
Made by the threads of shame and regret,
And flees far off in the distance,
To escape from the reality of this world,
A reality to frightful to meet,
Poetry by Paurocks
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Written on 2011-09-10 at 18:39
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