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somewhere he sat
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Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
Somewhere he sat thinking his dark thoughts of the pains he felt but did not feel of hopes he had going unfulfilled sitting crown of thorns cutting his brow sand and sun burning foot and hand Somewhere he sat crying tears of blood for his lost loves long betrayed by passing blades set upon not to his face sitting pondering his loss that was not his his mind walks far and wide Somewhere he sat his ghosts for company he talked to them those he found those he made alone with spirits old souls melting into morning the sun rose sitting faceing a new day thinking his dark thoughts alone he sits forever Take a good look at my face |
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the_girl_next_door Senior Member
since 2006-02-26
Posts 591USA |
Hey.. well. all I can say is that each section of this poem. made me think about a different person.. It was like 3 different people to me.. but you probably intended for it to only be one.. great job on this.. I'm surprised no one has posted.. I might not really understand what you were trying to say but it was beautifully written.. Keep it up.. ~heather Desire nothing except desirelessness. Hope for nothing except to rise above all hopes. |
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Angel4aKing Senior Member
since 2006-09-27
Posts 1372USA |
a lonely feeling portrayed...lovely write kingsangel |
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