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Whatever
Contributed by
LabWolf
on
Tuesday, 12th July 2005 @ 06:05:19 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Sit and dream, try not to scream
as life drifts quickly by.
Lie awake, sweat and shake,
after trying hard to fly.
Hold my hand, take a stand,
against my demented ways.
See a light, it's too bright,
I'm so sorry I can't stay;
I'm so sorry I can't stay...
Say it's a sin to be where I've been,
so why did you let me go?
Your form of help, it was no help.
What is it you didn't know?
Look around, see what I've found -
Defensive atrocities.
When I'm done, you'll have won -
but I'm sure I'll be free.
Sit and dream, try not to scream
as the past chases me.
Have a drink, try not to think
of the thoughts from which I flee.
Luminescent soul, lost its goal
as tomorrow speeds on by.
It's all too fast; no way to last.
When am I due to die...
When am I due to die?
© Barry Veinotte
Copyright ©
LabWolf
... [
2005-07-12 18:05:19] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Whatever
(User Rating: 1 ) by darkangeleyes57 on
Thursday, 19th January 2006 @ 09:50:37 AM AEST (User
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This was awesome. I loved the flow of this. It was well written and it was brillant. Great poem you have talent..
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Re: Whatever
(User Rating: 1 ) by EGHarne on
Monday, 30th November 2009 @ 09:06:41 PM AEST (User
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Very good structure. You really nailed the feeling of desperation. |
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