Beautiful IllusionsA Poem by GeistSifting through a sandbox of misplaced emotion I find you sitting there lonely again The sand darker than yesterday, blackened with tears You gaze straight ahead seemingly unaware The saddest sight sight for these eyes to see The lonliest girl, broken I want to reach out, to touch your cheek To ease your incurable pain Desperately I try, to no avail You are in fact too far away for me to touch The image of you I see is only a mirage of self-delusion I retract my hand and I realize then I am the only one inside this sandbox of misplaced emotion © 2008 GeistReviews
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1 Review Added on February 8, 2008 Last Updated on February 8, 2008 AuthorGeistPark Falls, WIAboutI'm just an average 26 year old guy living in Northern WI. I write dark disturbing poetry I'm told. I tend not to like much of what I write and don't consider myself very good at all. I'm just here to.. more..Writing
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