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funeralcrasher) wrote2003-05-08 02:58 am
funeralcrasher) wrote2003-05-08 02:58 am
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why does the god/goddess play such cruel tricks on certain people. people who hurt, are misunderstood, and have not been given a voice to express themselves. no tragic poetry flows from their pens, no beautiful song is heard in their voice, no masterpeice is found on their sketchpad. they merely occupy a space. they know very little about the world and people around them, and even less about themselves. damned to an existence of solitude and self-mutilation, they have little hope in ever finding their true voice. if only they could gather the strength to remove themselves from existence; to make room for someone with something to offer. if only they knew what love really was.
why does the god/goddess play such cruel tricks on certain people. people who hurt, are misunderstood, and have not been given a voice to express themselves. no tragic poetry flows from their pens, no beautiful song is heard in their voice, no masterpeice is found on their sketchpad. they merely occupy a space. they know very little about the world and people around them, and even less about themselves. damned to an existence of solitude and self-mutilation, they have little hope in ever finding their true voice. if only they could gather the strength to remove themselves from existence; to make room for someone with something to offer. if only they knew what love really was.