White Tiger

Gold Star - 7,293 Points (May 17th / Between Heaven and Earth)

It's Pure Torment - Poem by White Tiger

What does it take
To see your name in highlites?

What does it take
To call them your nights?

The suffering of not knowing
Is the reality now showing

Through obscurity into fame
It will never be the same

It's pure torment.

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Topic(s) of this poem: tolerance

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 24, 2016

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 21, 2017

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