The smile on the face of the girl in pain
She’s looking out the window,
Waiting for the rain to fade.
From black eyes, everything is shades of gray—
Lifeless, meaningless—but classic.
–Hiding inside every chamber,
Running through every stream,
Lurking in the hollows—
Tear it apart and destroy the scene.
Strip mining of the skin
To feed the flame that makes you live
But supply’ll run low,
And it’ll be death you hold.
The land is dead and there’ll be no fuel
The rain’ll muddy the destroyed earth
Dirtying all the beauty that withstood.
But even then, there’s a irksome smile
Behind all this pain.
If you really try you can see the good
Just have to look through twisted lens
And a crooked heart
Then you’ll imagine a light in the dark.
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depressing poetry...
pretty much poems thas bout it
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