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Contributed by adsalamon on Friday, 5th September 2003 @ 06:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Lying here quietly, mind full of the past
A life full of ups and downs, pleasure and pain
I try to smile, but sadness does reign
Facing the final curtain call, This show must end

I look to the heavens, is anyone there
Or is it all emptiness, time will only tell
Was it all worth it in the end now
Why bother living, as we all go the same way

Ive seen wars seen peace, seen love and hate
Now in indignity, im here for the taking
My hand trembles, drugged to numb the pain
I breathe to a sigh, not many to go

Crying inside, though no tears can show
Nurse comforts me, holds me tight now
My hand goes limp, I slip away
End of an ear, a genertaion, a life




Copyright © adsalamon ... [ 2003-09-05 06:05:00]
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Re: the end (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 5th September 2003 @ 11:14:18 AM AEST
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I have had so many elderly folk who have passed on and this poem reminded me of the journey that each of them had taken.
Very well spoken! Nicely and respectively done! *era ;-)
Angel always...godspeed...joni


Re: the end (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Friday, 5th September 2003 @ 03:07:25 PM AEST
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I loved this as always emotional and excellently written. I loved this very vivid.

Bobo (Joel)


Re: the end (User Rating: 1 )
by Ivy on Friday, 5th September 2003 @ 04:39:59 PM AEST
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touchy write. ivy




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