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With Every Second
written by Morbid Angel03:51 PM 12/5/04One.
With every second I break as you run.
And you take away everything that once shone,
Left in the dark,
Alone for so long,
The minute has begun.
Two.
It's time to die now and this is my cue.
Start to forget the things I once knew,
Waiting for you,
Nothing else to do,
All for a memory of you so untrue.
Three.
I'm locked in chains but you remain free.
Drifting futher from the things I could be,
A shadow of me,
Drifting through the sea,
After three we all fall to our knee's.
Four.
Another second gone by as I lie broken on the floor.
Walls painted with letters spelling out "whore",
Losing this war,
Not the same as before,
Feeling sore at the pain of it all.
Five.
It's getting harder then ever to find the strength to survive.
Into the sea my life took a dive,
Not quite alive,
People walking by,
Start to consider resorting to a knife.
Six.
This is it. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
...And then it was over. My god this sucks.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Trapezium (12-5-2004 - 07:28 PM)
| It's not all that bad. Some of it sounds forced, though - kinda takes away the atmosphere of it. |
by Genocide Reaper (12-7-2004 - 10:59 AM)
| Maybe so, but all in all, I liked it. |
by blackgothicblood (12-8-2004 - 03:44 AM)
| i thought this poem was really good |
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