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a look, a mere glance
with those beautiful sorrowful eyes.
is my heart thudding?
i see her
...

Watching a million different faces
holding the same expression of
indifference with
vacant, emotionless
...

I am crying.

Will you sit with me
...

Love Absolutely.
Hate Absolutely.
what is an Absolute?
...

give me the sword that cuts and breaks
I'll plunge it into those i love but still hate.
put on your pretty dresses, frills and bows
I'll be with you as from this world you go.
...

another lie
delivered splat in the face
with unblinking eyes and innocent gazes.
...

stomp on my heart
so it shatters to
millions of shards-irreparable.
trod carefully as you walk for
...

look into the mirror.
do you like what you see?
no.
...

your smile was like the sun
warm, bright
it illuminated my entire life.
...

drops of red
falling, falling
splattering the cold grey sidewalk and
running into the deep cracks and grooves
...

I feel the weight of
Your sorrow.
it hangs heavy around
My neck.
...

smile for me
though it might be an
empty one.
a mere upward turn of the mouth.
...

live in the world of dreamers
the night is black yet
the eyes see
colours.
...

i'm dressed in a suit
i sit at a table to eat.
am i then,
civilized?
...

walking through an impassive jungle of
concrete, steel and glass,
along slabs of
cold, grey, unyielding stone,
...

Bore

Bell rings and a deadness strikes the group
One by one, wearily, we file into the room – where
...

held trapped in Fate's maze
running, running, trying to
escape.
but that is all part of
...

stuck in your own little world
you weep
so deeply aware of your sufferings.
every tear drips pain.
...

The system has been set in place
It’s do or die,
We cannot defy
By a number we are defined
...

20.

words - and their imperfection.
the inadequacy at expressing
the flood of
overwhelming emotions.
...

The Best Poem Of Cain XXX

The Girl At The Glass Window.

a look, a mere glance
with those beautiful sorrowful eyes.
is my heart thudding?
i see her
pressed against that glass wall.
her lips move
yet i hear no sound.
a desperation
to hear that voice.
i strain
and try to yell out
that plea
for her to come on down
and join me.
her ears prick,
does she hear me?
then she jerks back,
and i see the strings attached.
only a puppet.
how strange.
for a moment,
i could have sworn
she was
Alive.

Cain XXX Comments

Manny Francis III 14 October 2008

Hey man, i have to say that you definitely underestimate yourself. You have loads of talent and show a very interesting perspective. You're one of the more intriguing poets i've seen on this site as of late. Keep it up.

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