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The Voice Of Despair
Contributed by
April90
on
Tuesday, 9th June 2009 @ 08:46:37 AM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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Triangles of half-open doors
Reveal all the truth that is hidden:
Just condoms and cans on the floor,
Black papers with verses, forbidden -
Unfinished remakes of the song,
Deprived of the right to speak loud
Of wicked intentions gone wrong -
Erasers have muffled the shout.
The only illusion-proof mind -
A poet, the voice of despair,
Sincere, the one of this kind
Throws verses far into the air
Right there, in a dirty old flat
Among once great talents, now rotten.
They all have deserved more than that,
But even their names are forgotten.
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April90
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2009-06-09 08:46:37] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The Voice Of Despair
(User Rating: 1 ) by Inevitable on
Tuesday, 9th June 2009 @ 06:55:39 PM AEST (User
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Great write
how true.
I liked the darkness of it
what a reality |
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