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The perished world
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The perished world |
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anonymousfemale Member Elite
since 2000-02-02
Posts 2797Limbo |
I hate this world in which I live, Day after day of pathetic people, Talking to me, breathing my air, Living off my pain and suffering. The world is nothing, but a horrifc beast, That rears it's ugly head, and unleashes the slimy tenticles of death. It carries with it a fowl stench, The stench of misery. It brings tears to my eyes, To see the decaying bodies that it engulfs. Nights are endlessly long, Singing its abuse to my soul. What's the point of the sing song torture? I know that it is ravenous, All that it wants is a soul in which it is to feast. Take mine oh mighty world, There is not much left of it to seize. This world is nothing in my eyes, It is only there for the pitably weak. Acquire everything about me, For my life is discontinued anyway. |
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ESP Member Elite
since 2000-01-25
Posts 2556Floating gently on a cloud.... |
 AF, don't let the world get you so down. You are worth more than that. Keep your chin up hun, there can be blue skies around the corner. *HUG*. This was a beautiful poem though. Love and hugs, Lizzie |
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Danny Holloway Member Elite
since 2000-01-15
Posts 2034Tulsa, OK |
Not a nice world you describe in this poem. Hope its just your creative imagination at work here. Good writing. |
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anonymousfemale Member Elite
since 2000-02-02
Posts 2797Limbo |
Thanks for the replies peeps. This is a world that is just created in my head Danny, but there is always an element of truth to it too. I tend to think of the world like this sometimes but I just give the things that get me down different names. ~AF~ |
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