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Frost Smith
Frost Smith
Sep 16, 2007 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Confused

 

 

What was could never be

Born from my insanity

Actions taken without thought

Elusive answers are now sought

Chance to now break two hearts instead of three

Loneliness is like a dead man hanging from a tree

What to do & how to do it

I’m just stupid

— Frost Smith, Sep 16, 2007

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IKnowNoBox

18 years 8 months ago

Self Deprabation

A sure product of Confusion.A grim analogy. I'll post a Wanted Poster for those Answers so that they may hang from a tree. When I feel stupid I ask myself"what do I know about stupid?" In ink, David
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Quillsvein1

18 years 8 months ago

a

statement of unremitting pain, loneliness, and, if i'm not mistaken (which i usually am), malice. and self loathing. we alcoholics are often self critical, right? but the self criticism is usually the product of our sick minds. sincere poem.
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Eveliina

18 years 8 months ago

I feel a crumb of regret in

I feel a crumb of regret in this one...I may be mistaken but that`s what I get...Regret for things you did and which cannot be easily repaired now...masterpieces usually come out of regret and sadness...I like the way it flows... " in the end, we will only just remember how it feels..."
Frost Smith

Frost Smith

17 years 11 months ago

Eveliina...

Its not a crumb; more like the whole bread factory I do agree that negetive emotions concieve more masterpieces then positve emotions Thanks Frost