The Beauty of Of It Hurts. _________________ it breaks my Heart and touches my soul at the same time you know?.. One of those bitter sweet things...like walking through a Field of Lemons, and licking the Sharp Side of a Peppermint razor Blade. Something that Should Be Beautiful..but The Beauty Of It HURTS,. because the only way you can TASTE it again is IN YOUR HEAD... and the head is truly a poor substitute for Everyday Smiles on a Familiar face, and Hugs you Never gave, because you were too afraid they would make you look Lame in The Eyes of Hard Men with the Apparent Strength to LAUGH at EVERYTHING. (even When it carried The Stains of Sad Disgrace.) Sorry..Everything I say is coming out like a Poem, because My LIFE lacks Poetry, and The World Inside of Me is comparable to an Empty Novel lately.. that people MIGHT have watched if it came On T.V. (with fake breasts and machine-guns in every scene. ) Lets Face It!.. (Said the faceless to the Unfaceable.) But when the Face is a CLOCK staring back at you Coldly who can Win?... when Devils Shake the Faith of The Once Unshakeable!! Face It!! (Its always going to be Lemons and Peppermint Razor Blades All Over Again.) _____ J.Stephen. H.
Posted on: Sun, 23 Mar 2014 09:44:18 +0000
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