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Oh, yeah, good morning.

Contributed by reprobate on Sunday, 16th May 2004 @ 09:08:40 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Like some misbegotten mutation on show
This life, so bereft of feeling, languishes so
And if it's even imaginable, numb AND cold
Making the soul very lonely and extremely old

If I wasn't me, I wouldn't want to be
I don't even want to be with me
Because I can't stand to be with me
And there' s no let up that I can see

A sigh, a tear, a beat of an exhausted heart
No respite in my world, right from the start
Draining emptiness marks each breath
And yet, I'm still here just waiting for death

Another faded dawn bringing more
This is what I'm living for
And this is 'I'm dying' here
My own private hell, I fear




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Re: Oh, yeah, good morning. (User Rating: 1 )
by UnfallenTears on Sunday, 16th May 2004 @ 09:38:48 PM AEST
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I liked this one, not sure what to say about it. Maybe I just appreciate it because of the title... good write


Re: Oh, yeah, good morning. (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 16th May 2004 @ 10:07:47 PM AEST
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Well, sunshine man, hope the tomorrows got brighter.

Hugs,
Rita


Re: Oh, yeah, good morning. (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Sunday, 23rd May 2004 @ 08:30:28 PM AEST
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from title to last line this is a captivating poem:) hugs n' love nessa

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Re: Oh, yeah, good morning. (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Sunday, 27th February 2005 @ 11:09:24 PM AEST
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i feel the same way sometimes, or most of the time...hrm... this was excellent to read. i didnt want it to end.




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