Chances Blown
A world that embraces every part of who you are.
That is the world I crave.
No cruel-mannered contradictions.
No wild-tongued outbursts thrown at those we hold dear.
However, the cruelest dream is reality.
Chances Blown
By: MirrorMask
First poem I've ever written. Yes, to me it doesn't seem like much effort was put in it, but hey, I wasn't in the best of moods when I made it, but I still decided that work is work.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry - Words: 38 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 1 - Published: 8/3/2006 - Status: Complete - id: 2223920
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