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Inspiration
Contributed by
_Raspberry_
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Friday, 8th April 2005 @ 05:16:26 PM in AEST
Topic:
poets
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Do you see that I will come
Only hand in hand with sadness?
The only time to think it out
When forced to the brink of madness
The pretty things that you create
With Happiness as motivation
Are never quite as beautiful
As with confusion stimulation
Now you'll lie awake at night
Struggling to create
We will all be out of reach
Until you accept your fate
We will hide away your thoughts
For this, we are employed
Until you are distressed enough
You will be creatively void...
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2005-04-08 17:16:26] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Inspiration
(User Rating: 1 ) by jackwilde on
Friday, 8th April 2005 @ 05:35:49 PM AEST (User
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A true poem !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! jack (jack wilde) |
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Re: Inspiration
(User Rating: 1 ) by GurlyTye on
Friday, 8th April 2005 @ 05:58:20 PM AEST (User
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i liked this.. it make s a person think.. i loved the second verse. its so true.. great write |
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