Look around you!
Can't you see?!
There's no finger, no hand,
Not a one that's pointing at me.
Such wasted...
Tragedy is meant to happen.
We are our own demise, that is our flaw.
But you said I didn't care.
Who percieved it, and who is to decide?
So is it my fault, is it my lack?
The nerve.
I didn't care. Are you sure?
Was it you, the one with his heart in the sand?
No no, couldn't be.
And yet, I look around and see...
Who cares?-- We can't go back.
You're the one lacking.
A gem in a jewelry shop.
That's what it was.
A white land, tainted,
And the sun don't shine no more.
It's all faded to black.
What a drag.
Look around you!
Can't you see?!
There's no finger, no hand,
Not a one that's pointing at me.
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Very nice. ^_^ I'm not very good at poetry, so pretty much everything is good to me, but it's really very nice. =3
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