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The Ground On Which I Lie
Contributed by
mcnickname
on
Sunday, 27th February 2011 @ 12:13:59 PM in AEST
Topic:
anguished
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The evening turns a gloden shade of grey
Here I lay in the quivering hand of fate
The septic convolutions of time leap in broken explosions
A fallen son of myself, I little more than wait
In a bastards skin, laboring eyes thin and sunken
A ruptured bud, blooms as best it can
Half hails the sun, half hails its failing shape
The vauge sky turns to dieing
under the shadow of the ground on which I lie.
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2011-02-27 12:13:59]
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Re: The Ground On Which I Lie
(User Rating: 1 )
by Aspirant on
Sunday, 27th February 2011 @ 09:01:53 PM AEST
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| This reminds me of something I wrote (one version of which is on this site). Eloquently written. |
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Re: The Ground On Which I Lie
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by DrcGaimer on
Monday, 28th February 2011 @ 11:40:41 AM AEST
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| Very deep. Good write. |
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