Wonderful Weakness

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The drug of the thought
The burning of mind
The ache of the soul
And the vision of the blind

The innocent thought
Followed by a dream
Converting to a blushing
A quite thrilling scene

What a wonderful weakness
What a way to be an offer
What a pretty sort of evil
What a lovely way to suffer

The rouse of the moment
The stealing of breath
The killing of moral
The lust and threat

Suspiciousness of others
The trusting of a new
The mind games, the blaming
And the things you can not do

What a wonderful weakness
What a way to be an offer
What a pretty sort of evil
What a lovely way to suffer

(I wrote this whole poem, but before I only posted the 'chorus'. This poem means a lot to me though)

#emotional-poetry #general #inner-conflict #psychological-exploration

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Comments & Feedback (4)

Dec 16, 2012 at 8:29 PM

I really like it 👏👏👏

Dec 16, 2012 at 9:05 PM

I loved it .

Dec 17, 2012 at 12:22 AM

Thanks .. I

Dec 17, 2012 at 12:24 AM

* it's the deepest truth .. And this poem/words mean a lot to me

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