Perfection's Perfect Hell

by innocentcrybaby   Jul 25, 2006


The gift of life is finally being received by me.
I'm learning all the wonders of its magnificently fair beauty.
It's love in the first was once lost amongst me.
It's wisdom of the heart my eyes failed to see.
What lies beneath my soul was something to me unknown.
It was blocked by me past, my life as a girl scorn.
I once felt I had no heart worth mending.
But my bliss has been there always, since the beginning.
I have found that bliss and am now grateful.
For my life's preciousness has forever been faithful.
All along it was showing my that I'm a diamond in traffic.
Traffic being my past, treating my like plastic.
Recycling my heart over and over again.
I was blown away from this Hell by a Heaven- like wind.
What someone else thinks of me I will not define.
For my past is now dark, my future shall now shine.
The darkness of that lost ones' fate is lost indeed.
But the definition of my fate lives within me.

Innocent Crybaby*

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