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BlackRed

Contributed by valek on Thursday, 8th April 2004 @ 08:32:13 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Life is never the way we feel it should be
everything that is true, you will never see
what ever happened to peace and love
all the hate around justifies theres nothing above
i'm lost and my heart is dead
my soul is black and my mind is red
life has never been so silent
when you realize the peace is so violent
when all thats left is the blood of the innocent dripping off the glass
into justice's eyes as she will pass
then look to the "one" while your stepping on the melting stones
do you wonder why death is payment for your loans?




Copyright © valek ... [ 2004-04-08 20:32:13]
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Re: BlackRed (User Rating: 1 )
by PumpkinPie on Thursday, 8th April 2004 @ 11:26:34 PM AEST
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Wow,this sure was powerful..The last verse sure makes ya think.I read this one over and over to fully grasp the meaning and I must say it was an amazing write.

PumpkinPie


Re: BlackRed (User Rating: 1 )
by PhantomVampyress on Friday, 9th April 2004 @ 02:48:56 AM AEST
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wow this is an awesome powerful write!! I think we all have felt empty and cold inside.. I really liked this one

great job

peace and hope
JENNA


Re: BlackRed (User Rating: 1 )
by ICEYFLAMES on Wednesday, 21st April 2004 @ 08:15:56 PM AEST
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I REALLY ENJOYEd this POEm ... its very relevant to whats going on today w/ the whole BUSh thing in Iraq




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