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Born After My Time
Contributed by
codeofcohen
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Thursday, 18th September 2014 @ 07:30:43 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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Was my time a life ago?
When the truth was a fashionable thing to know
I'm the present's lost contortion of the past
I compose art until late at night
Look not to others to feel delight
My prescence here a high that did not last
I smell the lies within their breath
I must forgive
But not forget
Their tresspasses against me are a sign
History repeats itself
It cycles the books upon the shelf
'Till one such as myself upsets the line
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codeofcohen
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2014-09-18 19:30:43] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Born After My Time
(User Rating: 1 ) by shelby on
Friday, 19th September 2014 @ 07:57:23 PM AEST (User
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Nicely done.
Michelle |
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Re: Born After My Time
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Sunday, 21st September 2014 @ 02:10:37 AM AEST (User
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So many books; so little truth
Lies that took place literally just yesterday
recycle themselves anew
the brain is full of wrinkle
The old Sea Horse
Doth tell it like it is
Peace!
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Re: Born After My Time
(User Rating: 1 ) by hauntedscorp on
Tuesday, 30th September 2014 @ 03:58:11 PM AEST (User
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Strong finish. I enjoyed this, keep it up.
~Scorp |
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