Poem to reward all my readers.

Verus Death

Puking up dream,

Having dreams about reality,

Is life worth what it is?

As I peek out the windows,

I hear laughter that was once there,

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I hear feet steps that was abounded,

It was near, as I was astounded,

I remember my heart telling me,

Puking up dreams,

Slapping reality in the face,

How could I felt such disgrace?

My heart racing, knowing I was needed to heed,

All I could do I was watch myself bleed,

Comfort is sorrow and sorrow is comfort,

Only to those that push reality away,

Never will I be so foolish to see,

I may now forever not be free,

I’m here for a season,

Only here for one reason,

TO be born to die,

Every second I took I knew I was near death,

Never will I feel the reality,

Puking up my lost dreams from the past,

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  • dazzlejazz on Sep 15, 2011

    Very thought provoking! I particularly liked the line:
    Comfort is sorrow and sorrow is comfort.
    Great pictures too.

  • megamatt09 on Sep 15, 2011

    Very powerful work.

  • realityspeaks on Oct 9, 2011

    Beautifully expressed

  • LoveDoctor on Oct 22, 2011

    Excellent!

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