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Array ( [sid] => 165716 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => To Live Is To Die [time] => 2011-04-06 12:35:56 [hometext] => My Final Thoughts [bodytext] => It comes a day when your black become gray, when your sunflower blonde becomes sun-bleached.
It comes a day when your eyes, brown, filled with curiousity and wonder of the world around you, become a black, so dried out and tired of this place.
It comes a day when your sex appeal and your supple lips become purple and bruised.
But I love to think when we go, finally, we live again, forgotten about our past lives, start anew again.
I love to think my gray locks can become black again.
I love to think I can run across the beach again, my feet bare as the skin I had the first night.
And my last night.
I love to think that really, I never quite die.
But then....
I flatlined. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 175 [topic] => 13 [informant] => ElementZero [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
To Live Is To Die

Contributed by ElementZero on Wednesday, 6th April 2011 @ 12:35:56 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



It comes a day when your black become gray, when your sunflower blonde becomes sun-bleached.
It comes a day when your eyes, brown, filled with curiousity and wonder of the world around you, become a black, so dried out and tired of this place.
It comes a day when your sex appeal and your supple lips become purple and bruised.
But I love to think when we go, finally, we live again, forgotten about our past lives, start anew again.
I love to think my gray locks can become black again.
I love to think I can run across the beach again, my feet bare as the skin I had the first night.
And my last night.
I love to think that really, I never quite die.
But then....
I flatlined.




Copyright © ElementZero ... [ 2011-04-06 12:35:56]
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Re: To Live Is To Die (User Rating: 1 )
by poeticjestix on Wednesday, 6th April 2011 @ 04:07:52 PM AEST
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you might as well try your best at this life. If there's another then you might learn something useful in the mean-time


Re: To Live Is To Die (User Rating: 1 )
by Dezchapm on Thursday, 7th April 2011 @ 08:34:09 AM AEST
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u have a vary diff out look which is good. i think!




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