Dark Poetry #4 |
Ethereal |
isolated poet New Member
since 2005-06-24
Posts 3 |
Ethereal You thought you were at, the edge of the forest, not another steep cliff, one-way rides to horus. 4 days in the clouds, untied to the past, cold hands tear you down, this will never last. Flash, its here, wait it’s gone, sorry to say, it’s not at all real. Another mirage, filled with fermenting wine. A shadow overcast, over all the times. Run away from the, one who never left you. To your disappearing, fake ghost lean to. Flash, its here, wait it’s gone, sorry to say, it’s not at all real. What reason is there, to explain the bleeding? Your roller coaster, messes with feelings. Your inner poison, fractures your logic, fear of the statues, magic lost in panic. Flash, its here, wait it’s gone, sorry to say, it’s not at all real. comments? |
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
I'm not sure what this is about, but it sounds like you are always there for someone who can't see that you are...(sorry if that isn't right, sometimes I don't get it right LOL) Welcome to pip! |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
sounds like life to me . . . *grin* |
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