Being

by Jessica   Mar 24, 2005


Being blind when you can see,
Being dead and still can blead,
Being hurt, but not from pain,
Being loved and still be sain.

Being kissed by no one around,
Being brain dead and still heart bound,
Being alone in a crowded room,
Knowing fate and loving doom.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Jessica

    thnx

  • 19 years ago

    by lov

    i love this poem it has to be my fav out of all that i read

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