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Life afterwards |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA 
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Walls of demons surround me in agony, < !signature-->Spells are chanted continually, Fire of dread plummet from beyond, Missing souls sensing this torment, Shifting of blood tides bring forth the faces, Threads of dusk sealing this lips, Here life is broken undyingly, No sign of closure, For end doesn’t survive. Ronil (What I say I live by and what I live by is what I create). [This message has been edited by Xeonox (edited 07-21-2000).] |
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kynder Senior Member
since 2000-04-11
Posts 537Tallahassee, Florida |
and how does one reply to this?? all i can say is what an image you make play in my brain. kynder Sunshine can not bleach The snow, Nor time unmake what Poets know. Ralph Waldo Emerson |
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Jaysun C Member
since 2000-07-20
Posts 56 |
you survive in a dark place and your words bring it to me all has been said that i kneed to know that yours is a place i'd rather not go but much do i like to hear your screams from below |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
Thank you Jaysun C for your lovely comments. You have said it better than my poem itself. Ronil (What I say I live by and what I live by is what I create). |
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Magebeast Member
since 2000-07-19
Posts 60 |
Images...so many images... |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
I try to show images rather than meaning so that you the readers can make your own meaning. Ronil (What I say I live by and what I live by is what I create). |
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