Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by MoAnamCara, Mar 4, 2013.

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  1. MoAnamCara

    MoAnamCara SF Artist


    Drained from this existence
    It’s far from a life.
    Weary from fighting
    And exactly for what?

    Broken down
    From death after death.
    Exhausted from being
    The only one left.

    Fragile emotionally
    With anniversaries forthcoming.
    Pathetic and feeble
    Desiring nothing but numbing.
  2. total eclipse

    total eclipse SF Friend Staff Alumni

    sending warm hugs to you hun
  3. DepletedOne

    DepletedOne Member

    I read today that art, in it's best form, is pure communication of things that others wouldn't realize any other way. Write-on.

    And me, I picked a job in the arts and still don't know what I'm trying to say...
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