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Melancholy
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davidmerriman Member
since 2003-04-30
Posts 123Dallas, TX |
_Melancholy_ Angels float down empty streets, Coasting down across the sky. The grey of hallowed concrete Swallows up their lapping breaths. Leaves shower down from trees. Death is the only way to beauty. A void is given meaning, but Always is it empty. I wish the angels would pick me up And drag me from my body. My hands seem so strange tonight. This room can’t seem to breathe. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
 understanding this feeling |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Good words Dave |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
That's the beauty of PIP. No matter where you are inside, if you look there's always a poem that says it.....but seldom such a perfect perfect match. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> ______________Ratleader______________ |
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MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
understand |
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