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no one understands me, i'm engulfed in my fears
overshadowed by my life, sadness hate and tears

unrelentless beauty, never shall be mine
sitting all alone, by the shores of time

living in her shadow, perfect proud and true
crying in my room at night, with my thoughts of you

her beauty and her kindness, are all a bunch of lies
but all i see is you, melting in her eyes

darkness of the night, is washing over me
hopelessness for the love, that shall never be

if only you would notice, if only i could show
how much i adore you, but you'll never know

as i sit here wondering, what i have to give
i load my nine millimeter, uncertain if i should live

i'm feeling so depressed, with sorrow and with pain
watching as my life floats by, falling with the rain

i'll pull the trigger, the bullet will fly
i'll lie here dying, asking why

i hold the gun, it's metal bright
i'm ready now, to take my plight





the rustic gates
Information about the first Illusionist!
the definition of illusionism
the evolution of my poetry
a scroll of poem titles
naviation of non-illusionistic sites
a scroll of entertainment of a illusionistic nature
A poem by a modest friend