»
Archives
»
Dark Poetry #3
»
stumbling
| Dark Poetry #3 |
|
stumbling |
|
|
Jonathon A. Lowry Junior Member
since 2001-07-07
Posts 38 |
Threw this life I must travel, tripping and stumbling in this gravel... I the end my fate will be told, my soul set free as this body turns COLD... As this mortal body dies and slowly rotts away, this soul must leave now it no longer can stay... My fate lies in a myth from above, no longer to feel pain, only to feel love... ----------OR------------ Maybe i'll die and be condemned to BURN in hell, if this comes to be my fate, in the gravel I surely fell... My soul set free to BURN, my life has been a waste, never to feel the warnth of heaven... The breath of tthe devine I never will TASTE... |
||
| © Copyright 2001 Jonathon A. Lowry - All Rights Reserved | |||
|
Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Jonathon..your enthusiasm is great but I have to lock this as you've already posted it in two other forums...Open and CA...we don't encourage multiposting through forums - read the guidelines for more information on this...  K |
||
|
|
⇧ top of page ⇧ |
|
| All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. | ||
