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All I Touch...
Contributed by
ZeroCool
on
Tuesday, 15th April 2003 @ 04:25:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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All I touch withers and dies
A disease runs through me
Tearing down my life
Leaving me with nothing
But empty pots and blackened stems
All I love turns to glass
Shattering to dust without a sound
Broken by my hands
Leaving me with nothing
But bleeding hands and a faithless soul
All my life turns to dust
Blowing away into neverending eternity
Forgotten by even those who cared
Leaving me with nothing
But insanity on the edge of oblivion.
Copyright ©
ZeroCool
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2003-04-15 16:25:00]
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Re: All I Touch...
(User Rating: 1 )
by wyrd_faerie on
Tuesday, 15th April 2003 @ 04:36:10 PM AEST
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| i love it... |
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Re: All I Touch...
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by ZeroCool on
Friday, 18th April 2003 @ 11:10:34 AM AEST
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| Heh It was one of those I think of a line or two and then suddenly there's a bunch more lines kinda poems. Thx :) |
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Re: All I Touch...
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by bobotheclown on
Monday, 21st April 2003 @ 03:49:22 PM AEST
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Very vivid and gripping. nicely written
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