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Not What We Knew
Contributed by
Buggsy
on
Tuesday, 3rd October 2006 @ 09:23:10 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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A story written with blood;
Blood fresh from your veins,
Drawn willingly by your hand;
Scrawled in history with a knife.
Young men stand upon the stars,
Preparing to jump and fly away.
The ground beckons their willing souls
To an untimely yet familiar demise.
Once upon a time, not too long past,
You were an angel, my little angel.
Now you have fallen from grace;
A terrible fate awaits foolish haste.
Tick, tick, tock drones the ailing clock;
Creak and crack sing the floorboards.
Lying out in the rain so tears wash away,
Different people step back from the grave.
Copyright ©
Buggsy
... [
2006-10-03 21:23:10]
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Re: Not What We Knew
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by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 3rd October 2006 @ 09:37:52 PM AEST
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omg god this poem is so deep and well written too
I liked this poem alot and give it a 5+
I am going to check some more of your poems out right now
great job keep writing i will be reading |
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Re: Not What We Knew
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by lord_sogi on
Tuesday, 3rd October 2006 @ 11:18:22 PM AEST
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| ohhh, very nice poem. and very deep....awe inspiring. Coolness. |
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Re: Not What We Knew
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by ever1der on
Wednesday, 4th October 2006 @ 12:22:16 AM AEST
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| dark, dark, dark...well crafted and dark.. |
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