Open Poetry #3 |
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Heavens Mist |
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The Jackal Member
since 1999-08-13
Posts 426Springfield, Massachusetts U.S.A |
a plea for better time last silence we have coming all things go must stop all that floats has got to drop as slowly as you think we all drive ourselves to the brink waiting to become someones lunch you either eat the sour world or it eats you one solemn bite at a time burn you down to size your waving goodbye another tragedy fools strategy gone amiss deep down you can feel heavens mist.. marking hope upon your lips... ------------------ |
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Saxoness![]()
since 1999-07-18
Posts 1102Texas |
last couple of lines are real powerful ------------------ "Glory remains unaware of my neglected dwelling where alone I sing my tearful song which has charms only for me." -Charles Brugnot |
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Watcher666 Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 1606 |
Deeply thought provoking once again Sir.Well done! ------------------ Illusion...what we see and what we do...it's all up to you. |
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