In A Place Called "BLISS"

by Justin Espejo   Apr 21, 2005


In place called bliss, I had a sense of hatred,
Knowing it was my presents vague past,
Trying to surmount the heartbreaking fact,
That the place I was standing on was where they once stood,
In a place called bliss, I felt a lot of pain,
Most of the people there never understood?
They screeched agonizing words
That had put me into vain,
Their gaze were to kill me as they felt they would,
In a place called bliss, misery takes over.
It looked as if my dreams were all placed far,
Not desiring to evoke the excruciating past,
That once damaged my heart that had left a haunting scar,
In a place called bliss, tears fall endlessly,
Of the grief experienced and known in that site,
So little time consumed in that location,
But the damage done was to be remembered forever,
Memories in this place will bother me ceaselessly,
Cause the dejection it has consumed in me is hurting me uncontrollably,
I'll just hope that one day in my life I'll forget,
That in that place called bliss,
Another guy had defeated me,
Of giving her a first kiss. =(

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