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Array ( [sid] => 28897 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => No More Passion [time] => 2003-12-08 16:08:47 [hometext] => I had to put this on now it came to me about 5 minutes ago I really like it but it isnt finished yet so look for the completion. I cannot comprehend what it is about yet but it is something that has been stirring inside. Something has been horribly wrong [bodytext] => (No More Passion)

Jesus has risen,
pain showing through the gates
he would have killed his own mother
just to have a taste
between her legs.
Our saviour has fallen
no more passion
within our own ignorance
the moon is now glistening
no longer intimate with the day
the world is cold now
gardens are roughting away
and the children no longer play
the dragon is awake now
breathing fire through my veins
taking over everything.................... [comments] => 1 [counter] => 222 [topic] => 48 [informant] => exiled [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )

No More Passion

Contributed by exiled on Monday, 8th December 2003 @ 04:08:47 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

(No More Passion)

Jesus has risen,
pain showing through the gates
he would have killed his own mother
just to have a taste
between her legs.
Our saviour has fallen
no more passion
within our own ignorance
the moon is now glistening
no longer intimate with the day
the world is cold now
gardens are roughting away
and the children no longer play
the dragon is awake now
breathing fire through my veins
taking over everything....................

Copyright © exiled ... [ 2003-12-08 16:08:47]
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Re: No More Passion (User Rating: 1 )
by SkYYBLu on Monday, 8th December 2003 @ 04:12:58 PM AEST
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I think I know what you mean. Are you talking about people now-a-days that are really shallow? Like...people that don't take the time to recognize how they feel or become deeper? ... ...I don't know. When reading this I felt a feeling come back to me that I have felt before, so I am quite interested. Great write!

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