![]() No TitleA Poem by Lita Raquel
Fearing shadows of the unknown Will never compare to what you've shown Bottomless holes of meaningless hate Walking the path of a closed gate Thinking its morning When its only afternoon Not seeing the warning That night comes too soon Taking the time to look out at the stars Wondering why they are out so far Reasoning takes place of faith Truth is now just a waste Thinking its morning When its really afternoon Not seeing the warning When night comes too soon Misunderstood values of hurt and pain Never stop bleeding to the point of insane Walking the narrow path of you fate Loosing power over things you hate Vain is meaning nothing Though it overcomes you Six feet under rotting But you now know the truth © 2008 Lita RaquelFeatured Review
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2 Reviews Added on April 8, 2008 Last Updated on April 8, 2008 Author![]() Lita RaquelThomasville, NCAboutI am deeply into Pin-Up modeling, anything fetish, lace-up boots, corsets, and Thigh-High stockings drive me WILD...hehe. I have all kinds of tastes in music. I like anything from classical music to .. more..Writing
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