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Something and Nothing ( 333 Views)
written by : curried
There is something that is nothing,
but what is nothing is something.
Life is nothing but something,
then something is nothing, but something.
What is something, is nothing,
making nothing something.
Life is cruel and demented.
Nothing but sick and tormented
Souls who have nothing,
But Nothing is nothing but Something.
O world so cruel, give just another nothing.
I shall forever remember that nothing you made something.
Sweet is the day of deepest desire,
Cruel is the night of Intensions desire.
Make not the world seem proud,
for today nothing is nothing but something.
Something let in, is nothing without.
Killing me in, shows not without.
What once was sweet, playful joy,
has turned to sorrow, painful powerfull toys,
of he who has no name,
but something of Nothing.
They shall proclaim.
OH Joyous Sorrow,
Let me not have tommorow,
for I shall forever recall,
the Something you made Nothing.
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I had to read this poem twice before I could grasp exactly what you have written. Excellently done. :) writen by Adele_Dilly
Someone would have to explain that one too me... writen by Anobium
This poem is written from the view of someone who has just been infected with Aids by their lover! writen by curried
