| darkclone | August 6th, 2007 01:40 PM |
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Woke up, with a smile,
Walked, with a bounce,
Saw, with a gleam in my eye,
Thought, with a sense of optimism.
But no, it turned out different,
But no, it turned out to be in vain,
There were problems I didn't understand,
There were no solutions, but one.
You smiled, more real then ever,
You walked, more graceful then before,
You looked, more beautiful than ever,
You thoughts, more hurtful than I thought possible.
But no, that smile wasn't at me,
But no, that walk, wasn't towards me,
None of that beauty was meant for my eyes,
But yes, those thoughts were for me.
So I'll sleep, with tears on my face,
So I'll walk with a limp,
I'll see nothing but darkness,
I'll think, nothing but pessimism.
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