Open Poetry #12 |
Condemned |
spiked Senior Member
since 2000-01-13
Posts 873Hammond, La USA |
Piloting through these cloudy skies Convicted on those simple lies The ones we take for harmless sash That has no bearing on the past And with these lies you gain deceit Which now the image is complete No longer can I fix this chain The broken links of endless pain It eats away from inside out Replaces truth with hatred and doubt Where what is seemed is not for real Not left to stand out on appeal Serve this sentence I do well With burning seams here in this hell Not able to clear up my name The end result remains the same Do not ponder my ill fate I’ll leave a message at the gate Relying on my troubled means To lick my wounds I will retrieve my pride and dignity. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
ah...you are being psychic again, m'friend! loved it loved it---but then you KNEW I would! lol and hugs to ya! |
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spiked Senior Member
since 2000-01-13
Posts 873Hammond, La USA |
Thank you Serene. Sometimes it takes the darness to bring us into the light. Rich |
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