December 17, 2007
beauty bipolar ;
Beauty bipolar,you have gotten me so far.
scarring myself to give my garden a vision
of mirage,envied by others then only to leave me,
scarced.
Presenting me everyday with the end,
as a faithful friend,engraved me with much
temporary highs and a long lived low.
Beauty bipolar,you've snatched my liberty,
when for once,i left my garden,undone.
you rammed through my rampart,stripping
viciously,all my flowers,apart.
Shudder,suffer.
Greedy?costly.exploited,crudely as i sit there,white empty.
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