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Endless night of silent whispers
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Endless night of silent whispers |
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Virgin Suïcide Member
since 2000-08-11
Posts 319Netherlands |
Endless night of silent whispers This endless night of silent whispers The blackened sky encloses further Hypnotizing me Dancing stars above the horizon Dancing through this endless night This endless night of silent whispers The innocence that speaks for itself Hypnotizing me No sound to hear No sound, but silent whispers This endless night of silent whispers This silent world taht knows no harm Hypnotizing me A world of peace Destroyed when daylight comes This endless night of silent whispers This night, not everlasting Hypnotizing me Will be gone when daylight comes Daylight, joined with noise This endless night of silent whispers Will soon be destroyed Awaking me The sounds, the rumours, the words Soon, all will be, destroying me Experience of survival is the key To the Gravity of Love ~*~Enigma~*~ |
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Erin Member Elite
since 2000-06-15
Posts 2527~Chicago~ |
VS~~~Girl you have so much talent...I cant even write a poem...I have the worst case of writer's block...Keep it up!!! *Falling in love is when you give someone a piece of your heart, falling out of love is when the piece doesnt fit* |
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TAP2 Member
since 2000-06-29
Posts 211Morris, Il USA |
WOW... First of yours I've had a chance to read. Impressive...dark in expression and in thought, bringing to mind the joy of the night, the warmth and security it offers to those souls wishing not to be seen. But yet an underlying train of thought maybe leading from a dream world where whispers are hidden, not quite heard, to a daylight awakening to a world filled with lies and gossip that are weighing upon a weary soul. Very well done. Thomas A. Plemmons Let not a word go unspoken, A thought go unheard, Let not one heart be broken Dream of a perfect world. -Th.A.P. |
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Allysa 
since 1999-11-09
Posts 1952In an upside-down garden |
VS: hey wassup? how's life? *anyways* i like this much! you rock! i've spent way to many hours with a shrink (all day almost) so i'm feeling a tad better than this morning. the school told me my friend jesica had died this morning, but it was a lie. there's still hope! well, bye! love ya much, allysa Don't wander throught this glassy surface, expecting to find more than me, because what I am without a purpose, but a lone mirage to see. |
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