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Array ( [sid] => 46753 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Sharpness [time] => 2004-05-09 03:33:14 [hometext] => Next time you shave, try standing an inch or two closer to the blade...--Caesar quote [bodytext] => The sharpness is coming close,
I feel it in the air.
That last breath hurt the most.
My throat begins to tear.
Now the sharpness has arrived.
I feel it next to me.
It's a wonder she survived.
There's still no guarantee.
I can feel her float away.
The sharpness getting nearer.
I know now I've been betrayed.
She was merely a mirror.
Now the sharpness, at my throat.
Blood runs down my chest.
Blood runs deep, but I stay afloat.
This hope, I do detest.
In much pain, one final call.
And one ultimate regret.
I had the sharpness after all,
are you worried yet? [comments] => 2 [counter] => 397 [topic] => 13 [informant] => binkcaesar [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

The Sharpness

Contributed by binkcaesar on Sunday, 9th May 2004 @ 03:33:14 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

The sharpness is coming close,
I feel it in the air.
That last breath hurt the most.
My throat begins to tear.
Now the sharpness has arrived.
I feel it next to me.
It's a wonder she survived.
There's still no guarantee.
I can feel her float away.
The sharpness getting nearer.
I know now I've been betrayed.
She was merely a mirror.
Now the sharpness, at my throat.
Blood runs down my chest.
Blood runs deep, but I stay afloat.
This hope, I do detest.
In much pain, one final call.
And one ultimate regret.
I had the sharpness after all,
are you worried yet?

Copyright © binkcaesar ... [ 2004-05-09 03:33:14]
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Re: The Sharpness (User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on Sunday, 9th May 2004 @ 06:39:34 AM AEST
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Good poem

Re: The Sharpness (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 9th May 2004 @ 04:26:37 PM AEST
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very nice, i liked the quote you started out with.

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