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The Decay
Contributed by
CEMETERY77
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Friday, 20th July 2007 @ 05:51:34 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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What does it mean to decay? Is it the faint voice of a once bright past? Or is it the emptiness of a hollow, shattered future. When I look back through the windows of life, I realize to be mortal means to decay, literally and Figuratively. To explain, right now I am 27 but do I want to live to 50? To watch the gradual exfoliation and deterioration of this mortal flesh. Life is a sequential order of lifeless memories. To be human means to be cused with memories. A bad memory, is the exquisite beauty of suffering. A good memory is a reminder of human hypocrisy..the distant false dream you once had. I decay not because of my past, but the bleak foreshadows of the future. Death, that Meticulous Black Hand will soon show us all the meaning of decay
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Re: The Decay
(User Rating: 1 ) by iloveyoux12 on
Wednesday, 11th August 2010 @ 02:53:29 PM AEST (User
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this is good :) |
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