Miekes poem
Too once loved and made the sky my own, made memories that now moulder over nothing else but the things I allow myself to.
Satires made of my life at that time, made me grow less contemporary and hated. Some times I trusted a deity, wanting to purge a tormented soul. Yet due to wisdom and time, I came to love fire.
Smiling while burning in ashes and gloom.
But remember that I, full mistrust at first, will be forced to be ridiculed by life’s redeeming ghosts.
They, as a force, were never so strong. I, as myself, was never this weak.
Satires made of my life at that time, made me grow less contemporary and hated. Some times I trusted a deity, wanting to purge a tormented soul. Yet due to wisdom and time, I came to love fire.
Smiling while burning in ashes and gloom.
But remember that I, full mistrust at first, will be forced to be ridiculed by life’s redeeming ghosts.
They, as a force, were never so strong. I, as myself, was never this weak.
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 11 augustus 2007 | ||
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