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Sonata for the Withered Soul

Contributed by keilantra on Monday, 17th July 2006 @ 11:44:17 AM in AEST
Topic: abstract



Keep the eyes, and the heart, as well
They are so passé
Like your hand in mine.

No, I’d rather no see you
With your hollowed out smile,
It just serves as an excuse for wasted time.

The heart will be rather useless,
I don’t really need blood;
I’ve got enough of you inside to keep me going for a while.

The other organs feel empty,
Deceived, robbed of their nutrients,
Withered, just like my soul.

It’s like being alive without knowing it…
The sameness of it all,
Pretending to be affected by your sentiments.

You know, we’re really not that different from Romeo and Juliet,
We were a tragedy, too.
(I lay curses on such tragic love)

But this isn’t ending in suicide,
Give me the poison;
Only one dies tonight.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Authors Note:
So...i lie.
This is not a materpiece (sonata).
Just for clairifaction. =)




Copyright © keilantra ... [ 2006-07-17 11:44:17]
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Re: Sonata for the Withered Soul (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 17th July 2006 @ 04:02:01 PM AEST
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A sonata has three movements....perhaps you are musical and you know this. Admittedly, I only know this because my girlfriend is a pianist, he he.

The fifth stanza is gold. I didn't think some of the others produced the same clarity and originality. The ending was perfect-it described the emotion of pent-up resentment accurately and succinctly.

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