More a fun poem for me, this sin't all that serious like my other ones, again its an old one....
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In her world, there isn’t only darkness
In her world, there aren’t only the bad
In her world, there isn’t only death
In her world, there aren’t only the sad
She does not know her world as grey
She does not know her world as fear
She does not know her world as morbid
She knows her world as her dear
The life she leads dare not be a danger
The life she leads is not a manifestation
The life she leads dare not be forced upon her
The life she leads is thwarted by temptation
She knows her world as her life
She knows her world as her home
She knows her world as her right
She knows her world as her own
This girl has no need to be feared
This girl does know what you think
This girl has no need to be self-conscious
This girl does not know what you write in ink
Her mornings are the dawn as yours
Her Evenings are the same as your sunsets
Her friends like yours, may not share her views
Her ideas are new and her habits set
She respects your choice of ways
She does not care about your thoughts
She respects your laws and traditions
She does not mind doing what she ought
This a new breed of person
This is a creation, made by the earths whirl
This child is to be no different
She is only a Gothic Girl.
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
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