Sympathy

[corpseus]

caught in the light of the moth-slayers

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An Understanding Futility

[anonymous]

Understanding comes as pain or a realization of Injustice
Perceived Injustice
while one finds the answer to a question he forgot to ask
the Understanding Martyr accepts his Injustice with open, and loving arms
inside Wracked by hate or pain or something in between.

To wrest these feelings from our saint is to show him what he means
but a meaning is nothing without Context and Contact
As Gears In Our Machination.

To tell someone what you know, and wish to know is difficult enough
more so when he is everything to everyone, but Nothing to himself
Cogs in his mind tear away as they grind against another, then miss.
seems like Nothing to him.

This is Futility
Perceived Futility.

hey its D

[anonymous]

i always just float on and offline and check out if you write anything new...i like this one too.
"the shit on all the angels
for trying to help wretch after wretch
the blood of the martyrs
that get siphoned into drugs, silicon, and latex
the tears of the pure-at-heart
who try only to fail, die or be let down
given all my sympathy"

....is definately my favorite part. ::hugs::Smiles::

danielle

[sugar_n_spite]

That's beautiful. Did you write it?