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My Insanity Poem #2
Curse
The snow blows out over a dark and dead city
And here dwell the Ghosts and Demons of Man
Walk along the streets and snow so grity
And still some fight, because they can
Look out and see all of it, the greif
the sorrow, the pain, the torn
Stand here looking at a fallen and brown leaf
All shall die as sure as they are born
The wind comes up bringing the chill
Everywere I see death,horrer, and decay
Look to my pocket and reach for a pill
may it be enough for sleep I say
Eyes wide look at me in suprise
Go ahead look at me in shock
I wish i never saw the sunrise
Insane is me so bring on your lock
Bring thoes chains they cant be worse
than thoes of a mind shattered
Born crazy, born smart, this is my curse
and it is my soul that this life has battered
oct 27 2002
-Sean Caldwell
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Beauty can be found in the darkest day and on the darkest hour and even in the darkest mind
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