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How It Is
Contributed by
waos
on
Friday, 14th May 2004 @ 06:42:05 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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It's walking in a forest,
blindfolded, in pitch black.
It's stumbling along on this bed of nails,
tearing my feet to shreds,
left with ribbons of flesh;
now the outside the same as the inside.
It's swimming underwater with empty air tanks,
alone, in a sea of dark blue.
It's hanging with a death grip
to the lone root upon this cliff of death.
It's the look in her eyes you don't see,
as you taunt her retreating form.
It's the black cloud without a silver lining
raining down upon your ragged, weighted body.
It's waht's inside that defies all words.
It's what's flowing through the mind
that is beyond your safe warm world.
It's the answer to the pain
tilting your reality askew.
It's what so many can't understand
but this...it's how it is.
Copyright ©
waos
... [
2004-05-14 18:42:05]
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Re: How It Is
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by Lessa on
Friday, 14th May 2004 @ 07:35:40 PM AEST
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| *stand up and claps* oh my god this was an amazing, beutiful, discriptive, moveing, ribbin of beuiful words. thank you so much for shareing this |
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Re: How It Is
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by Essentially9 on
Friday, 7th January 2005 @ 11:46:11 PM AEST
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| excellent write. i loved your verses. so creative. something left to ponder. |
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