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Masked Intruder
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Senior Member
since 1999-05-23
Posts 1231Near golden sunsets 
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Basking in my silence, Livid with my dreams, Enveloped with impatience; Pained by what life seems. Drifting through the dark, Questioning my inner bounds; I've come to hate the stark Reality of life's grounds. Burdened by soul's cancer, Dying but not yet dead; I seek to find those answers Drifting through my head. You'll find me in the shadow Of what I used to be; Dawn has run ashallow, Dusk has conquered me. -*-*- |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Well done Philip. But doesn't dusk turn to night which turns to morning and a new day with new hope? |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
she's right lovie. It's all about cycles...sighs and hugs. You are on my list and in my heart, sweet thang.  |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Masked -- dark dark. But well said expression of the mood that I know we've all seen. Here's to illumination in the new year! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I feel this way too sometimes you're not alone  |
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