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misanthropology Junior Member
since 2004-01-02
Posts 17 |
And so we go about our ways Ravens from tree to tree Shadows by my side one day Bullets in my flesh another And we know not our fathers And devoured our mothers We kill to forget Memories like iceburgs silently trampling mountains into glasslands into deep lakes into a deluge of soft dreams A bird turned into a bullet that you received Bloodmist shrouds the skies Tomorrow is the next chamber Is it loaded? |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
chilling |
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scorpio Member Ascendant
since 2002-10-02
Posts 5178right...there |
Chilling for sure..but also without hope. believe in what your heart feels... |
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Grover Senior Member
since 2004-01-27
Posts 1967London, ON, Canada |
An interesting write. Grover. |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
dark, cryptic, and somewhat unsettling...yet, a quite good write...great concluding stanza |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
this write suits your pen name perfectly enjoyed the look at the dark side, hoping the bullets will someday vaporize |
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