Dark Poetry #3 |
Prudent soul |
Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
I sing a song tonight, With rhymes in it, And a blinding sight, To the occurrences of tomorrow, I dread the present, No one should feel sorrow, This life exist because I wish it, No substance I sense, And not a friend to greet, Cyclic life, Provides relief, With constant strife, My mind is numb, As if no thought proceeds, Reality to I succumb, This three line rhymes, Is no new tale, The princess died, Listen to the crying wale. |
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peaceful_dreamer Member
since 2003-04-25
Posts 159SoMeWhErE oVeR tHe RaInBoW |
Awesome job. You have a really great talent! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
very dark |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
Thanks for your response. |
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