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Array ( [sid] => 105027 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => behind the door [time] => 2005-09-04 15:04:07 [hometext] => please coment [bodytext] => If life is pointless why live it, if life has value why are we here

we all look for the door that doesn't exsist only to realize

that the dream we dreamt was never real and life is a nightmare

we never wake up from if life was of worth why have it if

life was real why do we search for the door that doesn't exsist

life is to love life is to hate life is to live life is to die life is to

gain life is to lose if life were to feel would i be of value

if life is to why do we search search for a way out and why can't

we wake up from the nightmare we all come from to live is to

live to die is to die but to exsist is to dream to dream is to

find the door and reality is the nightmare you never wake up from [comments] => 4 [counter] => 148 [topic] => 13 [informant] => spirit_of_dark_tears [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

behind the door

Contributed by spirit_of_dark_tears on Sunday, 4th September 2005 @ 03:04:07 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

If life is pointless why live it, if life has value why are we here

we all look for the door that doesn't exsist only to realize

that the dream we dreamt was never real and life is a nightmare

we never wake up from if life was of worth why have it if

life was real why do we search for the door that doesn't exsist

life is to love life is to hate life is to live life is to die life is to

gain life is to lose if life were to feel would i be of value

if life is to why do we search search for a way out and why can't

we wake up from the nightmare we all come from to live is to

live to die is to die but to exsist is to dream to dream is to

find the door and reality is the nightmare you never wake up from

Copyright © spirit_of_dark_tears ... [ 2005-09-04 15:04:07]
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Re: behind the door (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 4th September 2005 @ 03:13:09 PM AEST
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Soo true, powerful powerful stuff

Sadman

Re: behind the door (User Rating: 1 )
by gwenevere on Sunday, 4th September 2005 @ 03:45:15 PM AEST
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To live is to love, to love is to care, to care is to share, to share is to recieve to recieve is to love, to love is to live, Ros

Re: behind the door (User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on Sunday, 4th September 2005 @ 06:30:23 PM AEST
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I don't agree with the beliefs in your poem but it is well written.

I think we make life a nightmare. I will call that my opinion so as to not take away from the meaning of your poem.

Re: behind the door (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 18th September 2005 @ 08:21:26 AM AEST
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life does have point and value. it is you who decides your purpose. but sometimes i myself wonder why am i hear? and would people miss me if i was gone.

well written, hope to hear more

~Bethani~

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