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Array ( [sid] => 115692 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => remains of 7th Dcember 2005 [time] => 2006-03-02 11:43:58 [hometext] => my eleventh sonnet. check out www.feelthehybridcollision.blogspot.com/ for more poems [bodytext] => in this empty home she live
loneliness control her every inch and width
in haunting memories she struggled to breath
inhaled in pungent stench that drift-
through time to undress her comfort reign
haunting memories spilled out from her pain
whereof her murderer reached to taint
her life under his bloody palms' stain
living in this dominon of emptiness
she dances with the lord of ruthless
every step she takes she falls lower
each time she falls, she loses power
not her own life she could control
in pieces she becomes a scattered soul. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 168 [topic] => 61 [informant] => mysonnet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )

remains of 7th Dcember 2005

Contributed by mysonnet on Thursday, 2nd March 2006 @ 11:43:58 AM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles

in this empty home she live
loneliness control her every inch and width
in haunting memories she struggled to breath
inhaled in pungent stench that drift-
through time to undress her comfort reign
haunting memories spilled out from her pain
whereof her murderer reached to taint
her life under his bloody palms' stain
living in this dominon of emptiness
she dances with the lord of ruthless
every step she takes she falls lower
each time she falls, she loses power
not her own life she could control
in pieces she becomes a scattered soul.

Copyright © mysonnet ... [ 2006-03-02 11:43:58]
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Re: remains of 7th Dcember 2005 (User Rating: 1 )
by glassicallyunsuperficial on Sunday, 16th July 2006 @ 06:25:43 AM AEST
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I really like this poem!!!
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