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Dont forget me

Contributed by adanawa on Thursday, 3rd June 2004 @ 10:14:06 AM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry

Don’t forget me,
Because theses are my last breaths,
My heart was opened like a flower of pain,
That has been stabbed by the pain of loves arrows,
My beacon of light, my only hope,
Seems so far away if only, if only, I could see you yet again,
Each day drones on, until finally,
It seem that Ii have found you, But alas it is only an illusion and you drift away from my grasps again,
Drifting away leaving me to myself again,
To be left into my own darkness that slowly eats at me like an infectious disease,
My heart grows black, stone cold to the core, no emotion, no feeling,
No sense of self in my own twilight zone that becomes slowly addicting like a drug,
I myself fade into the dark abyss of hate,
Falling into the arms of grim and gaze into his faceless mask and realize,
Everything is over, lost to the depth of death,
And in my despair rand gloom I weep,
For what was lost and what is never to be gained,
Because never again will I see the setting sun, the clear blue skies, or familiar misty faces,
My breath shortens, vision fades, my soul weakens,
The seizers pick as I shake in dismay I get lost in a soulless void of utter blasphemy,
Goodbye, again you won’t forget me, for I will haunt you till,
You join me hand in hand in this endless abysmal plain,
I will be waiting to see you face again,
But just remember these words that drift into the night sky, “Don’t forget me”

The End

By---Octavia Bishop & Mathew Hargrave

Copyright Â© adanawa ... [ 2004-06-03 10:14:06]
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Re: Dont forget me (User Rating: 1 )
by shorty_52 on Thursday, 3rd June 2004 @ 02:22:58 PM AEST
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this is really good. strong words and it seems like even stronger emotions. keep up the good work.
~allyson~

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