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Recount of Affairs |
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xpyrox04x New Member
since 2006-06-28
Posts 7 |
i already posted this, but didnt appear so sorry for double post if one occurs. this poem took me roughly 25mins to complete. some of it was things i had thought through the day, alot was just off the top of my head inspiration. please post both positive and constructive criticism. thanks all  -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+ The tears dont fall, My hearts to proud, to soon it will die... it wilts and fails, from all the pain, yet still it does not cry... it seems as though, some bitter wall, is halting the release... to much to handle, how long to go, before i may find peace. cos this life i lead, the one i keep, to long its been to real... the scars engraved, the wounds still fresh, through this, how do i feel? how do i feel, through (edit), to find the love i miss... how do i wade, out from the dark, what kind of life is this... this life without, a heart or soul, and emptiness of tears... and when i sleep, so sound at night, i dream so many fears... the fears tht haunt, that one day soon, my heart will just give in... sometimes i hope, that day will come, and put an end to everything... and to conclude, this last recount, o all the things ive felt... i think today, ive played to well, all the cards that life has dealt. hope you enjoyed reading this as much as i enjoyed writing it [This message has been edited by Masked Intruder (09-11-2006 02:34 PM).] |
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lanaia74 Member
since 2006-08-25
Posts 67 |
Wow! VERY well done! |
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xpyrox04x New Member
since 2006-06-28
Posts 7 |
Thank You Any Idea where i can improve? |
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