Open Poetry #31 |
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swatcatpettus Member
since 2004-04-12
Posts 57CA |
The fields overswept with the blood and the corpses, of those who fought for the minds and the voices, of the plain man, the strange man, the outcast, and the rebel, all the minds that could have made the eternal balance level, constantly thethered to this daymare, this nightmare, the forbidding tought of living in a world governed by fear, no one knows all the twisted problems that i face, i just need a guide, to direct me out of this place... |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
sounds uncomfortable...hope you find the guide |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
There is always light at the end of that tunnel...walk towards the light... Great write. TD |
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