Dark Poetry #1 |
~Times~ |
SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
Times burn, ash up, blow away but the memories....never fade. The brightest of fires still burn, blinding my thoughts, my concentration on making things better. Searing heat against my back reminding me of all the hurt, all the fear, and the pain, and the nights when it was all too much to handle. Tis gone now from my immediate sight, occasionally flaring up again, blistering my skin,...my mind, pulling myself to far off waters to escape your heat,...the memories you've created for me....to be blinded by forever. Times burn, ash up, blow away... but the memories never fade. |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
God girl you hit this on the nail head, the imagery is great. and yes I was blown up once really, and the images here and there you never forget. keep it up girl. Joel. I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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