Scorpio

by Anthony   Nov 19, 2005


Holding inside,
Curious mind.
A Scorpio's friendship,
The hardest to find.

The pain of the past,
Will never erase.
For this insect,
Who chooses his place.

Knowing what to say,
To make everyone cry,
Is a gift and a curse,
That makes thoughts of suicide.

A Scorpio only shows,
What he wants you all to see,
Because showing you his soul,
Is like never being free.

Secrets in his heart,
That will never be revealed,
This Scorpio's emotion scars,
Will never soon be healed.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Megadrive

    Man this poem is so amazing! I... cant even find words to say how it made me feel. Your a great poet... amazing job! u r so going on my fav list!