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The Death
Contributed by
Inchiostro
on
Thursday, 15th April 2010 @ 12:25:36 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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The Sickness creeps over me
My Chest tightens
My heart pounds
I gasp for air
And Tides of pain assail me
I am pain
I’ve always been pain
It raps around me like an old friend
Leaking into my every pour
I am on fire
And as l lay on the ground in a puddle of blood and tears
Dying
I think to myself
Is this it?
Is this the end of my story?
Here on the ground slowly choking on my own bile
And if it isn’t
If there is more
Am I ready for what must come?
Will I go to live among my past friends and family?
In eternal peace
Or will I be cast into the shadow
Into the fire
Where pain such as I feel now would be a pleasant respite
Copyright ©
Inchiostro
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2010-04-15 00:25:36] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The Death
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 16th April 2010 @ 05:44:14 AM AEST (User
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Emotive, evocative, exceptional.
Powerful write,
Mickey |
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Re: The Death
(User Rating: 1 ) by JakerBaker88 on
Friday, 16th April 2010 @ 01:11:34 PM AEST (User
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Even though I like all your "old" poems that you've posted this one is my favorite. In it you have used strong verbage, powerful imagery, and have also managed to convey strong clear message. Kudos! |
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