| ||||||||||
| ||||||||||
| ||||||||||
| ||||||||||
| ||||||||||
|
| ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Experience >> ID #1280114 |
| |||||||||||||
|
HURT
Hurt it's the world's view of those lavished with pain Hell is the self view while writhering and slain How is the pathway but it's not yet plain Help is the remedy, yet who will remain Horizion is the fore site, which drives one insane Hind site is the killer's delight, on this you will wane
© Copyright 2007 capristar (UN: capristar at Writing.Com).
All rights reserved.
capristar has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work. |