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The world's Pain
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The world's Pain |
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poe Member
since 2004-09-06
Posts 180Heading to China 
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In the mourning I began to decay Full of worthlessness and contempt on this occasion Misplaced are my words, though in your sermon they can be found A manuscript of my demise is what you hold dear Analyzing how I died unaccompanied Remnants of my story are all you can see The truth got lost on its way What I was you could not even conceive My rapture was born on your tongues Foretelling your own demise Long ago my feet touched your soil The heavens battered from my loneliness The amethyst bled from body No guide for this assembly In time I would relinquish my soul Eras would come to pass The tears falling from eyes Repenting all I have made Those I have sanctified Individuals I have mistreated Walking with nothing but my dreams until the end I will journey never-endingly Tomorrow comes for those who fear it. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
touching the screen and a heartbeat heart in hand you made your stand and as I see it, it was, and is what humanity is all about |
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INclan Senior Member
since 1999-07-20
Posts 1024Indiana, USA |
Interesting..... |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
Wonderful poem. It feels very lonely. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice writing...the world does have lots of pain...James |
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