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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Scattering tears within the wetted air, Predawn awakenings are slowly stirring, Insomnia slave gives a steady stare, Tried and tired thoughts slowly now blurring, Lost within the Mourning Mist. Dew drops find cool windows on which to rest, Gathering to pools that then fall in lines, Brightening chases the moon to the west, Taking the dreams from the touch of the mind; Lost within the Mourning Mist. Clouds burn away from a sunny spring day, Grasses lose the night tears in their greening, Venetian blinds and curtains hide-away Misty mourning eyes with a dark screening. Gloom |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
You have quite a way with words. I loved the followings lines: Dew drops find cool windows on which to rest, Gathering to pools that then fall in lines, GREAT WORK!!!!!  Ronil (One becomes god only when they have fully understood the role of being a human being.) |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
A beautiful picture painted, the analagies of the inner man.. Isis *War produces one thing - Cemetaries. And in cemetaries there are no enemies!* |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Thank you, Xeonox, I am pleased you like my words, I do better with words than people. Thank you, Isis, Glad you liked my word picture, Though dark that it is. Gloom |
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