What do you do when your heart is black and blue,
and all the eyes can do is shed a tear or two?
Your soul will writhe trying to end its own life,
and inside…you will feel a war.
Inside you will feel a war and outside you will
wonder what it’s all for.
You look abroad and everyone is at peace and you
wonder why your war won’t cease.
Soon the blue fades and black is what’s left,
and in black blood your heart will be dressed.
The darkness will seep through your network of veins,
and your body will become numb to all the pains.
But deep down inside under all the black,
a drop of red comes under attack.
it will cling on for life and sometimes will win,
but until then your only friend is the party’s gin
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by: Omeed Askari
April 17, 2010, 6:48pm
