Thursday, August 4, 2011

Sweeping up shambles

A dose of appreciation,
Is the medicine for my malady,
The piercing silence,
Does nothing to alleviate.

Appearance of joy is phony,
Prevalence of melancholy,
Of success, a travesty,
Of life, a shell of parody.

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