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| Open Poetry #37 |
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Mortified Decay |
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poettothecars Senior Member
since 2006-02-10
Posts 1093New Zealand 
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5105 Mortified Decay 19 February 2006 If not to feel so bad was a cry of temperate ill Such a temperament from inside this tearing of body in limb Such pain to shudder this solemn ripping internal A soul encamped in terror like that of truth serum Torn aside incremented to endure sudden to coldness in muscular ache An anguish of visitation transfixed unable to escape in feeling overcome Void of advent to dispose in discomfit mortified as if green to decay A heart tampered with to umber thus hue of complexion engulfed “And every man that striveth for the mastery is temperate in all things. Now they do it to obtain a corruptible crown; but we an incorruptible” 1 Corinthians 9: 25 KJV a poet who cares |
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MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
only one wears the crown and the wind and the sea and the trees can master for they are the life that lives deep in souls My spirit will rise |
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poetry_queen Member
since 2006-02-02
Posts 94england, |
liked this alot  |
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