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 Feb 2014 Micheal Wolf
amrutha
A wound cut deep causes the bleeding pain
A heart slashed into slices, pain pleads you to flee
The pain when the one you love walks off your destiny's moment
is the pain you feel when you've failed your purpose and dream.
The pain when you are estimated to be under what the common world is;
The pain when your dear child grows too big to cuddle in your arms
The suffocating pain, the meaningless pain
All these are different yet share the same demean.

The most horrible pain is that of regret
The most miserable, waiting for death;
A parent's heart is dripping love and ancient discipline
while a teen's pain is that of guilt, disdain, disrespect.

Alas, Is there something someone can do
to avoid this pathetic feeling of pain?
He is heartless, he is shameless
Daunting your soul like an innocent four years old phantom.
Out of all these years I've been breathing
the only way I see is to
Relish the stinging in the heart,
Cherish that bittersweet soul
enjoy the pleasure
because it won't explain to you it's cause
unless you fall in love with the pain.
- ♪Amy.
Inspiration is everywhere.


"Fear is pain arising from the anticipation of Evil."
-Aristotle.
 Jan 2014 Micheal Wolf
Teemers
Confused thoughts
Fake friends
Fake trends
Lost in a world filled with desire
Promoting hate
We are all selfish
Forgot who you were
Because your all the same
Originality lost its courage
And you’ve lost your fame
Pretty sad smile
Pretty sad people
No one knows
No one asks
Everyone wonders
Everyone is curious
Time is ticking
Time is leaving
And you are being left behind.
Catch up to who you are
The world is filled with the same faces
The same minds
Be different.
Be unique.
Be you.
they came home from war
all shattered and worn
the events in the theater of fighting
rendered them torn

the horrors
remain indented in their heads
their dead and injured comrades
awash in blood guts and gore

the smell of ammo
firing off
the ducking for cover
from the very close shot
the thick brush jungle
where ***** traps
were hidden
the indiscriminate
bombs
dropping
from several hundred feet

and they came home from war
and they came home
altered forever
and these ghastly recollections
are ones they'll not treasure
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