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Death Awaits me
Contributed by
MajesticPoet
on
Friday, 16th January 2004 @ 03:22:55 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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The sharp pain of sadness darkens my soul.
Limitations to a life the Misery takes toll.
Mutations of thoughts twist and burn.
I follow the reaper in wait of my turn.
Seduction of my being, slowly torn a part..
Self loathing my own form of art..
Destruction of memories my mind is wiped clean.
An Overdose of death I feel like a feen.
The silence engulfs me, my feelings I reject.
Coldness sorrounds me, my life I neglect.
My vision grows blurry, my body so cold.
My frustrations arouse me, my spirit grabs hold.
I gasp one more time, sucking in all my pain.
I chuckle with laughter, am I insane?
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2004-01-16 15:22:55]
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Re: Death Awaits me
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by thegurl on
Monday, 19th January 2004 @ 05:38:44 PM AEST
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A lot of people think about death and or killing themselves and then begin to laugh, either because they'd never go through with it or because, well, they are insane.
Lovely write.
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Re: Death Awaits me
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by Cobalt on
Friday, 30th January 2004 @ 04:54:43 PM AEST
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| I loved the last stanza the most. Those lines were awesome. I like how you made it ryme without over forcing it. Damn good man. |
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