Happy in a sea of sadness. Looking for smiles, collecting tears.
                              Being sucked into a world of desperate pity and self-loathing. 
                              Last one looking for the goodness. 
                              Filled in a place of hatred and ignorance.
                              Lonely happiness is not happy at all.
                              6/8/08
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Until then
PoetryI live with a mathematical, logical mind, but tend to be immersed in emotion. The imbalance can both prosper and hinder me. with love, b 1987-until then...
 
                                               
                                                  