I yearn to be
what those who be
all around me.

Yet as I try
with much despair,
and controlling thoughts
only bring out my pain
with the aid of crimson
grapes.

I study my forehead
like a scholar,
and try to figure
the best resolve
for the pain in
my heart.

Only to find that
the most of all
damage comes
from a direct
approach.

Sadly the hopes
of me has gone
down a wicked end.

04/09/2008

Posted on 04/09/2008
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