Open Poetry #43 |
Thoughts of the Night |
xTr3m3sT Member
since 2008-03-03
Posts 415 |
Worried souls wallow with melancholy for the death of man has become so true asphyxiate the lungs of thee holy with the ropes of disorder chaos and blues. The deepest truth is buried deep within as the lies consume this corrupted sphere weave through the path of human destruction for thee awakening of man is near. Open the mirrors of your handicapped soul to let the reflection of real man see the problems he has caused between humans and the pain he has caused to you and me. The pain of man is felt through us. |
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xTr3m3sT Member
since 2008-03-03
Posts 415 |
It's good to be back in the land of the Blue |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo Angel, It's great to see youse again. Nice poem. Keep up the good work. Bobby |
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