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I Can Hear the Water Cry

Tired and uninspired. I can hear the water cry. I die a thousand times a day, Just look inside my eye. Too tired to be inspired. Too scared to call God a liar. My desire was for a life, Where strife was not required, Retired somewhere where pain did not exist. I missed my opportunity, So goodbye my ass got kissed. Got dissed by ev'ry angel in the sky. I am too afraid to die, Since I can hear the water cry. Away, one day, I just want to fly, But, I'm too afraid to die, since I can hear the water cry....

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Date: 10/12/2012 9:07:00 PM
wow, bravo for taking out that much emotions in this unique poem. I have been writing and reading for over 15 years now and this poem was one of those you could smell the pain and sadness as if it was my own pain. truly a great poem Dakarai.
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