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Eyes
Contributed by
SMG
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Tuesday, 16th July 2002 @ 09:49:09 AM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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Yesterday... the same cruel story,
So vainly I try to squeeze something
Out of its tired corpse,
What's to remember?
Some random simulacres smiling like the blind old enemy
Called Faith,
Or the rest of the sacre nothing?
Morning... How I hate mornings!... So,
While drinking the last cup of bloody tears
I've seen my eyes reflected on its bottom,
They looked so strange at me:
"Why are you so?",
With a cruel view which couldn't hide
Their endless sadness
And solitude...
They saw my real shadow in the rain of Nothingness
Staring at me... I couldn't run... Neither avoid their punishment,
I tried to die, but I failed;
Now another play needs my acting,
So I'll hide my demons between daily angels for a while,
But the eyes... the eyes... the eyes!
My Eyes!
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SMG
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Re: Eyes
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jackee_line on
Tuesday, 12th November 2002 @ 06:30:13 AM AEST (User
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very nice
beautifully written
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Re: Eyes
(User Rating: 1 ) by Lady_Bubbles420 on
Thursday, 19th June 2003 @ 04:03:51 PM AEST (User
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This poem spoke to me. Great job! |
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