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Number 42
Contributed by
Light_to_your_Darkness
on
Wednesday, 13th September 2006 @ 11:23:38 AM in AEST
Topic:
anguished
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What a day to sit and think
the past keeps coming back
You're stationed right there on the brink
as your vision fades to black
A picture floating in the air
of mangled flesh and face
A scene of how life's rarely fair
with no such thing as grace
All around the fires blaze
their warmth you feel yet cannot see
A twisting, turning, crumbling maze
of haunting fears inside of me.
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Light_to_your_Darkness
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2006-09-13 11:23:38]
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Re: Number 42
(User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on
Thursday, 14th September 2006 @ 03:07:00 AM AEST
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A concise compilation of thoughts and self-expression.
I can very much correlate with this situation...
Your words are descriptive and evoke painful imagery.
Some abstract and dark themes, very much appeal.
Interesting. |
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Re: Number 42
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by Boobee on
Saturday, 16th September 2006 @ 02:40:53 PM AEST
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| Very dark... very descriptive... very good. |
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