the sadness in my heart
lies unseen and unheard
it shows itself in the form of dreams
then it runs off to hide again.
now she shows her tear-stained face
and her flowing, torn dress
to sit with me and cry the world tears
so tell me,
what is sadder
than a broken image of perfection
or the angered angel who broke it?















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..."Do you call me crazy? just remember, the greatest minds in the world were called crazy in their time"...
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I opened my mouth to taste the rain, and what I got was lemonade...
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..."Do you call me crazy? just remember, the greatest minds in the world were called crazy in their time"...
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