In the beginning

From bleary eye,

And painful dry,

Sliding down my cheek

The stinging of my broken heart

Our blinding future now seems bleak

From hateful lies,

And silent cries,

Screaming in my soul

The aching of my reeling mind

Our abstract plans; unreachable goal

From broken vows,

And thees and thous,

Tormenting memory

The perfection of my flawless day

Our solemness was our decree

From spiteful acts,

And twisted facts,

Confusing honesty

The childish ways of my revenge

Our tempered eyes would never see

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written in July, 1999; twelve years old.

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