Dark Poetry #4 |
Vanity Fair |
greysolace Member
since 2006-03-27
Posts 71 |
*this one is also written by my friend and, as with the last one, i think it needs feedback. so will ya help us put? ^_^* Vanity Fair All we live for is nothing All we breathe for is a lie Our delusions are what fuels us 'Till the day that we die Success, power, money what does it mean? A chance to ditch obscurity, to finally be seen? Success is a delusion, power a farce A reflection of where we stand and who we are When its all been said After all is done Who among us can say we're the successful ones? *so whtd u think?* |
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Sorrow Member
since 2006-06-14
Posts 83Ireland |
I love the hopeless tone of this poem. You get a sort of "What's the point?" feeling after reading it. Your friend is very talentd. |
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greysolace Member
since 2006-03-27
Posts 71 |
thanx 4 replyin 2 both, Sorrow. he said he died of shock frm ur reply to Harlot. ~~Poetry is written emotion~~ |
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Sorrow Member
since 2006-06-14
Posts 83Ireland |
I ment it. Your friend doesn't seem confident in his writing. He should be tough, it's good stuff. |
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