Open Poetry #32 |
Dust and Dirt |
alibaster Member
since 2001-07-07
Posts 299In my own private hell...(PA). |
Were there a million souls Crying out Laying dirty And hurt Filled with dust And dirt... Were there a million voices In your head Screaming, Bleeding, Laying dirty And hurt Filled with dust And dirt... Were there a million tears Cupped in your hands Seeping, Leaking Laying dirty And hurt Filled with dust And dirt... Were a million hearts Strung to your soul Pleading, Weeping Laying dirty And hurt Filled with dust And dirt... The only That would love you, I, True Complete and thru Laying dirty And hurt Filled with dust And dirt. a-alibaster June 22, 2004 "There is an alter ego which dwells within every soul."-alibaster |
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peaceful_dreamer Member
since 2003-04-25
Posts 159SoMeWhErE oVeR tHe RaInBoW |
wow. this is really awesome. it flows really well. great job! "Love takes off masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within." |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
WOW, now that is a potent poem. Although it's kind of dark, I really liked it. |
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