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The Wall

Contributed by SMG on Tuesday, 16th July 2002 @ 06:29:47 AM in AEST
Topic: FriendshipPoetry





My dinner is a glass of Loneliness
Melted in some tears spoiled by silence,
Then I'm throwing myself over the hard rock
I call bed
Waiting to join my dreams
So long expected,
Wishing to come back only never,
Alone...
My only friend keeps me away from fallin',
Cold and stiff like a corpse
And blue,
People call it simply: wall.

I'm scratching my late poems on his cheek,
Also tattooing my nightmares over him
With sweat and tears,
Without sun,
Troubled by his alternative approximation,
Guided by shadows of the mosquitos
I've sent to ancestors during last evening.

Another morning alone wakes me up
Without asking for my agrreement,
I hope it's the last,
The same friend cools my burning,
Drug and ice, myabe even temple
To erase my devils.

I'm leaving you again,
No tears, no goodbies,
Just this senseless letter
Until the random next later.




Copyright © SMG ... [ 2002-07-16 06:29:47]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: The Wall (User Rating: 1 )
by Daniela_Maria_Violin on Tuesday, 16th July 2002 @ 08:08:30 AM AEST
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This is an interesting write... I especially like the first stanza.. very well written!

Daniela


Re: The Wall (User Rating: 1 )
by Chrissie on Wednesday, 17th July 2002 @ 02:56:36 AM AEST
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Very powerful stuff...well written
Chrissie :)


Re: The Wall (User Rating: 1 )
by Rage on Thursday, 21st November 2002 @ 02:20:18 AM AEST
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Wow... Heh, I'm speechless. Simply "wow!"

Happier Dayz,
~*~RAGE~*~




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