Poetic Chagrin

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Monday, June 16, 2008

The pain

The pain The shame Not really enough Pretend you're made of all the right stuff Is this what its like to fail? To pretend to succeed but all in vain? The mountain, the peak, and then the fall Hubris has you in thrall So you choke your own rope And want to never rise again Sign in to see full entry.

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Why?

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Poetry, in its many forms, is beautiful. This blog is an online diary - it deals with pain, humour, existential angst, anger and sadness - and in no particular order. It tries exploring the many different varieties of verse available to someone

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