Dark Poetry #3 |
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Unmattered |
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Furie Junior Member
since 2002-06-17
Posts 39Myriad of Unkown Places |
It was of no consequence when it matters to me, But when it matters to others, it's the mountain In their sights and they have no other thought To break that mountain and blame someone else When they find that granite doesn't break So easily. It was fine, my desperation, my hollowness, My sorrow, my chasing feet, yes, that was wonderful And "unmattered". So the bitter melancholy And spite at desertion should matter so much more now Than mine did then. And all I see is blame and accusation, And turn around and find the door. That is what It always was, and never what I sought After the temptations that dripped in saccharin Smile from false pen. Is my absence any wonder. It never gets any better. |
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Chameleon Member
since 2002-08-07
Posts 99Australia |
WOW, thats great i like it. earthy and solid images. and you set the mood and colour perfectly. |
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