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Contributed by
angryhippylibral
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Wednesday, 26th October 2005 @ 09:42:07 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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Just smile
It’s raining on the inside
And the grief
It burns
Tugs and pulls
At stings of hearts
Of hearts of gold
That murmur of death
And beauty in darkness
The living corpse
Epitome of irony
The clock ticks on
And the crows fly
Away to the moonlit
Stars above
Because, it rains
On the inside
Always, only on the
Inside
Copyright ©
angryhippylibral
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2005-10-26 21:42:07]
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Re: Only
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by Ravensfire on
Thursday, 27th October 2005 @ 03:35:09 PM AEST
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| So true, sooooo very true! Very well expressed. |
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Re: Only
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by deadheadpoet on
Thursday, 27th October 2005 @ 06:34:38 PM AEST
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| Great piece of writing. Peace to you, Laura |
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Re: Only
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by Dark_and_Cold on
Thursday, 27th October 2005 @ 06:58:56 PM AEST
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I really liked this...great choice of words, your diction was close to perfect. Very nice, reminds me of a few things I've written (the dark theme)
Brandin |
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