Friday, September 4, 2009

fallen

The birds have flown,
The sun has shone..
The buds have bloomed
And I am doomed.

I asked for help,
I tried to tell.
They turned their back
And I fell.

I tried again.
I fell again..
I shouted and yelled
But they turned again.

Yes I am sane,
And I have this pain
But I fell yet again.

I am marred,
I am scarred,
I lay on the tar,
The burning tar.

The birds have flown,
The sun has shone,
The buds have bloomed
But I am still doomed.

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