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Ponder This
Contributed by
xBeautyForAshesx
on
Thursday, 18th March 2004 @ 11:55:32 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Ponder the sweet requiem of discord
What instrument of persuasion played me for a fool?
And drums into me my imperfections
I ache with resounding dissonance
Skin ripples with harsh abrasions
Strikes out a darkened melody.
Aesthetics, a desirable package
Persona, blackened by malcontent
In the morning there is nothing left
But what’s inside of me.
Drained of desirability
A shell of unwanted shadows
Who is truly selfless?
Why are “adults” infinitely wiser?
My erudition raises the finger at experience
To brake the bonds of uniformity
Form my true self
Even if it is a saddened one.
Rape yourself of these former tokens
Discard shattered promises
Should I war with will for love?
Against my natural defences
Chase a greater dream
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2004-03-18 23:55:32] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Ponder This
(User Rating: 1 ) by laststarontheleft on
Saturday, 19th December 2009 @ 06:49:50 AM AEST (User
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"Ponder the sweet requiem of discord
What instrument of persuasion played me for a fool?
And drums into me my imperfections"
Such great turn of phrase.
Very well written x
Star x x x
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