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watch tower high

Contributed by lostrelic on Wednesday, 2nd November 2005 @ 09:26:07 PM in AEST
Topic: abstract



this fire in me burning away of all the hate i feel today
one mixed up mash of circuts caress the pain away
deep rooted frustration knocking on my stained glass door
expecting words of wisdom not thoughts of war
empty bellies and dead souls walk marching down the street
exposing fears of mankinds tears slowly do the weep
done all day of games we play kings in our sand castle ruins
all along the watch tower high we survey all the tombs

empty souls and flowing bowls of humanitys chaotic stew
expecting life to guide a way its always easier for you
beauty thick of whale fat they walk like angels fire
expecting there looks to make our lust even so much higher

this is a mix of thought that has been brought to my eyes
as my heart fades away and i slowly die




Copyright © lostrelic ... [ 2005-11-02 21:26:07]
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Re: watch tower high (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie-Kie on Wednesday, 2nd November 2005 @ 09:33:12 PM AEST
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Please don't hurt yourself... *hugs* you've got friends here... don't torment yourself, don't intensify the pain you're feeling... physically or emotionally... just don't make it worse *hugs* we love you... you can talk to us..

Love ya,
~Kiela~


Re: watch tower high (User Rating: 1 )
by evilfairy on Wednesday, 2nd November 2005 @ 09:53:56 PM AEST
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wow....awesomely put together poem...
strong images...
i can understand the second verse (and i love it) but some of the meaning of the first is a bit lost on me. I'd love to know what you mean by it.


Re: watch tower high (User Rating: 1 )
by SeanMcHaney on Wednesday, 2nd November 2005 @ 09:58:37 PM AEST
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Very Well Done thanks for sharing! I love the imagry of it.


Re: watch tower high (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 3rd November 2005 @ 01:46:50 AM AEST
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die to sin, live life, let that fire burn out all wasted efforts, negative feelings, actions.. look high to the watchtower..

RL




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