Seemingly Perfect

by Brokenxx [aka Alex]   Sep 5, 2006


The room is perfectly crowded,
my soul remains perfectly bare,
the wind blows through the open door,
and through my perfect hair.

The room is perfectly crowded,
yet my mouth stays perfectly still,
a tear dances down my sallow cheek,
yet i barely feel the chill.

The room is perfectly crowded,
but my eyes are perfectly void,
a familiar face is talking to me,
but i feel so perfectly destroyed.

The room is now perfectly empty,
though i still stand there perfectly still,
i don�t even notice the people have gone,
i now fear i�m not-so perfectly ill.

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  • 17 years ago

    by NeferNoir

    Wow! this is really good!! I can just keep reading this over and over again...
    Really creative.. 5/5!! :)

  • 17 years ago

    by NeferNoir

    Wow! this is really good!! I can just keep reading this over and over again...
    Really creative.. 5/5!! :)

  • 17 years ago

    by NeferNoir

    Wow! this is really good!! I can just keep reading this over and over again...
    Really creative.. 5/5!! :)

  • 17 years ago

    by NeferNoir

    Wow! this is really good!! I can just keep reading this over and over again...
    Really creative.. 5/5!! :)

  • 17 years ago

    by NeferNoir

    Wow! this is really good!! I can just keep reading this over and over again...
    Really creative.. 5/5!! :)

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