Array ( [sid] => 174204 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => DYING [time] => 2012-11-03 12:42:15 [hometext] => [bodytext] => A nameless strain, an unceasing sound
A dreamless slumber, where memories abound

Nothing to lose,nothing to gain
No fear of fear, no numbing pain

A voice that haunts and yet strangely brings peace
A feeling that is unsettling, yet puts me at ease

A shadow falls over my eyes, the lights go pale
Life slowly ebbs away, like an unhurried tale

A glow that warms my soul, a healing touch
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DYING
Date: Saturday, 3rd November 2012 @ 12:42:15 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: pooja
A nameless strain, an unceasing sound
A dreamless slumber, where memories abound

Nothing to lose,nothing to gain
No fear of fear, no numbing pain

A voice that haunts and yet strangely brings peace
A feeling that is unsettling, yet puts me at ease

A shadow falls over my eyes, the lights go pale
Life slowly ebbs away, like an unhurried tale

A glow that warms my soul, a healing touch
If this is dying, I don't mind it so much

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