Open Poetry #32 |
Disgust |
ChemicalRepose Member
since 2004-03-28
Posts 102 |
A frown of reason grows old again Hopelessly alone, forbidden. Judging this with overwhelming precision, Afraid of your decision. I brought this up, and I brought this out, I watched it all fall because of doubt. A drought, an overzealous kind of bout Lets just see what comes to be, and let this spiral feed our needs. See this truce we never gained, Has over-pained our way to fame. Ignore what you feel, And allow this to drain you of pain. Take this to heal, I'm tired of this rain. You better get out, Before I find a way. Before you feel too much pain, From this apathetic kind of train. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I'm not sure what to say |
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ChemicalRepose Member
since 2004-03-28
Posts 102 |
I'm not sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing! |
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Greeneyes
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
there is a lot here you are saying, but a lot between the lines too....nice! ~~**~~ |
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Grover Senior Member
since 2004-01-27
Posts 1967London, ON, Canada |
Some really nice images here. Good job! |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Kinda ends on a gloomy note. Rough emotions. JL |
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