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Untitled
Contributed by
nightwolf
on
Monday, 5th February 2018 @ 12:32:44 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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These walls are sacred,
here where I lay in solitude,
coating my mind
with toxic glaze,
staring at the void
through smoky haze,
thinking nothing
of the world outside.
My vain sacrifice
come to fruition,
yielding a river
of poisonous slurry;
would leave it/'/s banks
but vision is too blurry
so hear I sit,
holding the oath
I swore to the shadows
of my mind.
Copyright ©
nightwolf
... [
2018-02-05 00:32:44] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Untitled
(User Rating: 1 ) by softerware on
Monday, 5th February 2018 @ 03:32:07 AM AEST (User
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You have taken us into a place of hesitation. Almost a comatose state of introspection and stillness where the details blur and the sounds all run together.
To remain here is to be unseen and nameless. Disconnected from the mainstream, with the world falling away into the distance.
The sound of your calm and factual delivery is the saving grace that keeps us from panic.
You have taken us to the edge of reality, and left us to find our own way back. This is splendid fare for an evenings adventure!
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Re: Untitled
(User Rating: 1 ) by ming on
Monday, 5th February 2018 @ 02:43:50 PM AEST (User
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I know this place you write of. And you wrote of it perfectly.
ming |
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Re: Untitled
(User Rating: 1 ) by Waynster on
Tuesday, 6th February 2018 @ 02:29:45 AM AEST (User
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Awesome write man! |
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