There's one,
who believes snow white,
is as good as dead.
people live to die,
the heart exists to be bled.
There's one,
who exists with no fear,
and left it up to fate.
relies on absolute destiny,
believing its never too late.
There's one,
who is on a constant search,
for perfection in every way.
if not this one, or this one,
it carries on as child's play.
There's one,
who fought against destiny,
made the dream come true.
and now awaits the day,
to become one from two.
There's one,
who allowed time to pass by,
and now is filled with regret.
the questions are never ending,
a constant reminder, never to forget.
There's one,
who lives in a state of confusion,
ignoring the inner desire.
being portrayed as a hypocrite,
and marking self a liar.
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Beautifully artistic...
thanks :)
How many such people have you come across ? :)
lol, a bunch from each description. some more than others.
hehe... or maybe from different faces at different times of just one ?
perhaps, if u view it as a person going through different phases as time goes by. but some phases are inconsistent with that interpretation, so it's more of diff ppl. but writing is open to interpretation, so however u see it. :) maybe u can even find urself in here somewhere.
yeah... thats what art is... different interpretation for different eyes...
Really well composed.... and hehe... well defended :)
haha, thanks.
nice one.. :):) pretty deep
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