The Natural Course Of All ThingsA Poem by Karina LongoJust a thought.
Often scared, never really prepared
Dilated eyes, head full of daggers. Sins twist within - what a selfish burden Helpless help is all I've got to offer Turn your back to the rain - but the sun burns forever and it's no shelter Clean up your sepia memories of recent violence Everything is even scarier if seen in your coloured-mind-TV Random thoughts of success and suicide The opposite extreme always meet at the same obvious end Here we all exist, waiting to die But just a few really live, as many are already dead inside. © 2011 Karina LongoAuthor's Note
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Added on May 6, 2011Last Updated on May 6, 2011 AuthorKarina LongoFurther Away, SomewhereAboutMore about me: Music I like: Manic Street Preachers. Depeche Mode. Chris Cornell. Soundgarden. Smashing Pumpkins. Suede. Pulp. Oasis. The Clash. Tears for Fears. Stereophonics. John Lennon. Da.. more..Writing
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