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Everything, yet nothing.

Author: MysterydarkPoet
ASL Info:    20/f/Aust
Elite Ratio:    3.13 - 157 /295 /173
Words: 205
Class/Type: Poetry /Serious
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Everything, yet nothing.

It's fresh like a flower,
picked from its bed.

It's the momentary second,
before a child cries.

It's the stone cold silence,
in the air of a dark night.

It's the bawling of a newborn.
It's the tears for a lost love.
It's the sadness of a forgotten one.

It's the emptiness of a bottle.
It's the hollowness of a shadow.
It's the loneliness of an only child.

It's the hopefulness of a mother,
who's child will never return.

It's the faith of a nation,
in winning a war.

It's the love for an individual,
and seeing through every flaw.

when it begins it has no end
it's the repetitive cycle of life,
when the flower grows again.

& I am everything;
because i hear, see and feel it all.
yet I am nothing;
because i break, distort and damage it all.

Submitted on 2009-05-20 07:17:57     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  totally got me thinking. im not sure what you did or what your feeling except a lil depressed and lost. but you are right seeing and feeling all this makes you something. damaging it doesnt make you nothing in reality because at one point or another everyone messes up. i totally understand how it could make you feel like a nobody tho...i enjoyed reading this tho..good work. id say dont change it.
| Posted on 2009-05-22 00:00:00 | by joezwells | [ Reply to This ]

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