Friday, January 21, 2011

Another poem, Same girl


Beauty relies
on a hidden truth
which can't be truly seen.
How I wish that
by my side
is where beauty could've been.

I wonder
where I could be again.
If only I
could be counted
amongst the leagues of men.

at that point
beauty would look my way.
Such would be
what I'd need
to keep my demons at bay.

Keep me nauseous,
without knowledge
of my fate.
For beauty,
I don't know
if I can wait.

This life
I lead
is far too lonely for me.
A patient waiter,
I can no longer
hope to be.

Nothing in this life
could be
less fair.
Especially when
will never care.

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