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Post by Rara Avis on Jan 20, 2008 22:53:31 GMT -5
New Poem. Deep. Makes you think. I'm sure you can figure it out. Peace. --------------------------------------- Sometimes I wonder Why we bother with trife life Day after day and night after night We search for things that we may never find All the things in our mind that defines our very own times Lines we speak all for possible defeat The feeble and meak are resting in their seats While the young and drunk party in their sheets I see a man in dark clothing and no face An apparition of the evil in this place Walls covered in swords, axes, and a mace And everything undesirable in one room We dig ourselves deeper, buried into a tomb Then all of sudden it transfers into a mothers womb Then early childhood, a son and mother, the mother grooms Her son pulls away, and is then gone Then I see a deer, turning back into a fawn Blood splatters all over the lawn And then all is silent All is quiet Why should we fight it? Why do we deny it?
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Post by drzeke on Jan 23, 2008 11:06:37 GMT -5
Deep. Its nice, I like it. This is my favorite poem on here....
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