Once Lived a Beautiful Day

January 7, 2011
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Every up has a down,
So I’m trying to find the up,
Since I’ve already fallen down,
I’m on the ground seeing and feeling,
What few truly see when one is standing,
Am I useful or just deceitful?
Am I beautiful or just pitiful?
What is my confusing mind in?
I am disappearing,
Dissolving like minerals,
I’m a mere deformed cell,
I am crippled, I am twisted,
I am diminishing, I am listed,
As one of the few who are never deserving,
Of anything,
I was expecting that,
I was never meant for single combat,
But here I lay on the ground alone,
Nothing but all broken bones,
Motionless eating the dirt,
Biting the remains of my long lost perfect days,
To never again see their beautiful faces,

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