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A marriage made in Heaven or is it hell?
Questions spinning on an eastern cold winter wind
meshed together, hell unfurled?
Not sure, not sure, we create a mess dont we?

So I sit here, talking to myself
confusion , riding tides of emotions.
I find myself just that, a beautiful beautiful disaster.
Is it good or bad, I really cannot say
a dainty brown eyed beautiful mess
a hell of mess, a disaster walking?

Or is it fine? Souls tide in which to dine
fantasy or reality, life collides, high tides
low tides, and what do I always find?
Just me, just me, fine tuned or ruined
at times I' m not sure which it is.

Gather myself or not, like me or hate me
love me or berate me, it is just what it is
at least for tonight, a cold and dark winters night
a beautiful disaster, that is me, or is it?

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~A beautiful disaster~
Date: Wednesday, 3rd December 2014 @ 01:45:00 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: shelby
How could beautiful and disaster reside together?
A marriage made in Heaven or is it hell?
Questions spinning on an eastern cold winter wind
meshed together, hell unfurled?
Not sure, not sure, we create a mess dont we?

So I sit here, talking to myself
confusion , riding tides of emotions.
I find myself just that, a beautiful beautiful disaster.
Is it good or bad, I really cannot say
a dainty brown eyed beautiful mess
a hell of mess, a disaster walking?

Or is it fine? Souls tide in which to dine
fantasy or reality, life collides, high tides
low tides, and what do I always find?
Just me, just me, fine tuned or ruined
at times I' m not sure which it is.

Gather myself or not, like me or hate me
love me or berate me, it is just what it is
at least for tonight, a cold and dark winters night
a beautiful disaster, that is me, or is it?

Not really sure.............

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