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grief disconnected
reality edge wears

& real ache begins
tear-spotted soul
falling forward

heart hits 'the wall'
profound noirness
of existence

tilted off like
a marionette
with a broken string

above a door
the poetic nevermore
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world turns
Date: Wednesday, 2nd December 2009 @ 01:01:35 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry


Contributed By: ming

fine-edged new
grief disconnected
reality edge wears

& real ache begins
tear-spotted soul
falling forward

heart hits 'the wall'
profound noirness
of existence

tilted off like
a marionette
with a broken string

above a door
the poetic nevermore
world turns.

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