Wednesday, July 5

Cold Truth

Oh god how cold, how bitter
I feel numb, so frozen
Are they tears,
Or is my soul melting?
The truth, dear god, the truth,
How could you?
Why, why, why do this?
Did I never know?
Did I always know?
Why am I surprised,
How dare I cry.
Bitter, angry, ache.
Your blood, my blood,
Why your blood?
Am I thankful,
Or am I disgusted?
I knew, I knew,
No angel, you are.
I knew, I know,
There was always a secret.
I know... I know.
My god, what I know.

3 Comments:

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6/7/06 7:06 PM  
Blogger Unknown said...

(((((((((Lily))))))))))))

Love you :)

10/7/06 10:12 PM  
Blogger emmapeelDallas said...

Wow, Lily. What a powerful entry. I really, really like it.

Judi

11/7/06 11:39 PM  

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