and when I was younger

and when I was younger

A Poem by Hermione

stupid

i'm stupidity in the shape of a oblivious adolescent

pain is exaggeration

and death is like a cold drink of regret.

AND IT SEEMS TO ME THAT ALL IS NOT RELATIVE

all is permanently disfigured until proven normal.


And I'm jealousy's maiden of disgust.

It's true its all true

I only really lie to myself.

© 2009 Hermione


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