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Midsummer Sorrows
Contributed by
the_wampum_pimp
on
Friday, 10th November 2006 @ 09:33:08 AM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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Here comes the dreaded end of night,
My downfall, and my pride,
I stare into the darkest blight,
Yet pass with sturdy stride.
Past the glow of burning flame,
And through the darkest wood,
Naught shall ever be the same,
When truth is understood.
Past the youthful acts of sin,
And past the senseless hate,
For changes here will soon begin,
And clear my filthy slate.
I travel to the depths of hell,
To face my every vice,
It is here I am made well,
And here I pay the price.
No longer persevering through,
I pray peace will descend,
And that ancient words are true:
“All things come to an end.”
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2006-11-10 09:33:08] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Midsummer Sorrows
(User Rating: 1 ) by bonita2689 on
Friday, 10th November 2006 @ 10:30:09 AM AEST (User
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wowo, i really like this. It was really exact, clean and to the point. I think the rhyme scheme helps it to achieve this without being too strict and overbearing. I think you worked this perfectly |
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