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What It's Like To Die
written by untidy_posession10:57 AM 3/28/05Beginning,
Sounds,
Underground,
Nails scratch beneath the surface,
Tales catch thoughts once perfect,
Sublimed reminders of sickenening thoughts,
Blinder times and quickening distraught.
Eyes close and memories awake,
Lies exposed, enemies break,
Shorted sentence, Utter repentance,
Nonsense,
Unconscious,
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
It's confusing, yes, Tell me if you understand it. If not, I might explain....
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| » Comments / Feedback | by a_girl_to_fetch13 (3-28-2005 - 11:28 AM)
| Wow.
I like that. Really good. I love poems that are just kind of...I dont know...Jumbled thoughts like that. If you like those kind too, I wrote one called Granting Wishes. It's pretty good for that styyle. Anyways, great write. Keep up the fabulous work.
-Holly- |
by untidy_posession (3-28-2005 - 12:54 PM)
| Thanks so much! I'll take a look, but how do i Search for poems by you? |
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