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on a night such as this
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young_blood Senior Member
since 2003-09-19
Posts 1115Indianapolis, IN 
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on a night such as this long ago, i looked out my window on a night such as this the blazing moon was larger than ever and it illuminated the foggy grounds. as i gazed out past the skeletal trees somethins in the swamp caught my eye a slow moving phantom was clear among the hazy grays. i couldnt help but feed my curiosity so i put on some warm clothes and stepped into the night. upon entering the open air, i found it to be strangely warm but the moon's light had disappeared. No the spectre ahead of me continues to shine its guiding me to itself, a path kept open, leading ahead i must stay in the light or the darkness will swallow me whole, body and soul. upon arrival to the place previously occupied by the ghost i find that it has faded away into the fog and i am left alone in silence. quietly the rushes speak to me the voice is so familiar but yet so far away in my past. memories are starting to flood back into me and the ghost i saw once before appears in shining glory. the one who i thought was to me is becoming more real by the minute. with this new realization comes a new horror you remember all ive said and done. ghosts, phantoms, and spectres never appear to show forgiveness but they remember past eternal s and take their revenge with much pleasure. i cant resist the urge to follow you, my past love you lead me to my own this end is one that youve prepared for some time i follow you to the depths of despair and drown in dark endings. words never meant to be muttered are screamed open faced and the slow descent to lonliness' bottom makes me ponder the cries and anthems recorded in my mind. are you crying for my help or my ? my answer to you is to no longer fight the downward forces pulling me closer to balance for balance in the body spells im so close to equilibrium. what was once to me has made me to her. cycle this on and on but change the details just for fun. meet the shallow shoveller who digs my grave closer to the surface than the rest it makes it easier for me to escape once im alive again but dont worry, that new life is far away |
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aussie teen Member
since 2003-09-27
Posts 396Australia |
this is nice but rather depressing.... nice to see someone not afraid to put their feelings into something as judged as this. keep up the writing.... aussie teen |
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young_blood Senior Member
since 2003-09-19
Posts 1115Indianapolis, IN |
thanks for the comment. id like some more people to read this |
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dertah Senior Member
since 2003-06-18
Posts 584 |
new life....far away....far...hmmmm.... |
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lauren03 Member
since 2002-01-04
Posts 64oh, usa |
wow........ i don't know what else too say, that was really good and very different...... a little long but really good, keep it up |
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C_ROK06 Junior Member
since 2003-10-23
Posts 49 |
I thought that was awsome. My poems are usually long too, with a lot less words though, but i think that makes it even better. Well.. i loved it.. keep writing. [This message has been edited by C_ROK06 (10-23-2003 04:35 PM).] |
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