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The Tragic Symphony

The Tragic Symphony

A Poem by Veronica

His symphony no longer plays its melodic melody for my soul.
Since then, I've been emptier
than the Holy Grail.
My wretched life contains no value
And therefore I wish to depart from
this earth.
But I fear a lost life maybe lost forever
because of my selfishness.
So I just die without the recognition of anyone.
As the years have passed, I've died more and
more each waking moment.
I was resurrected once and then put to death
once more.
Now it seems as though resurrection can occur
a second time.
I pray o God that it's possible.
This pain,
this son of a b***h that hammers at my already
rotting soul,
has left me helpless,
full of burdens and hurt,
tired and lonesome,
free and then unfree.

© 2012 Veronica

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Added on June 18, 2012
Last Updated on June 18, 2012



Queens, NY

I love to write and I don't take offense to criticism. Just please try not to be too mean. more..

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