Sitting with my Soul
I was crying it foul
Becacuse I dunno
whyToday
I am too shy
I am shy for my future
That my Past
has to nurture
But the future
is not showing
Its all dark
not glowing
What mistake I
madeIf you tell
I would be glade
I asked my
own life
Why showing me
the knife
Life came with
own explanations
Full of various
esclamations
But still failed
to mark
Why my future
seems to be Dark
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What a shame, you should be ashamed of your existence, copied this poem from Soulitude's Blog on IFF. This Poem was originally written by him that too in December 2006.
What a shame on you, you even copied his Blog title as your blog here.
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