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Contributed by luna_mica on Monday, 15th November 2004 @ 10:42:12 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Searching for an answer
To these questions burning in my mind.
Will I ever be free?
I will not know until the answers I find.
Told too many things, I am confused.
How can I ever be free, I painfully muse.
Can't seem to find love anywhere.
No one can spare me any time or care.
I've got but one thing to live for.
And if she leaves, I've got nothing anymore.
I should have run from my life.
Gotten away from this place of hateful strife.
Suffering day after day, channeling my misery
Through my works, through my history.
A history of blood, of hate, of lies
Of pure emotion, of lonely cries
Of contrite hearts, and deathlike sighs
Of broken spirits, and bloodshot eyes
Of evil knowledge, of unheard why's
Of conquered pain, of shaking knives
Of rebellious obedience, of quelled tries.
That is my history; still a mystery
Is how I am still living on,
Carrying on, in this world alone.
None to hold me, I would fall
If I had energy to move at all.




Copyright © luna_mica ... [ 2004-11-15 22:42:12]
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Re: History (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 15th November 2004 @ 11:30:20 PM AEST
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it flows so nicely...this is a really great write.


Re: History (User Rating: 1 )
by kyletycz on Tuesday, 16th November 2004 @ 01:30:24 AM AEST
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wonderful write, nice flow

l8r

Ninja Tycz


Re: History (User Rating: 1 )
by CrimsonTears on Tuesday, 16th November 2004 @ 02:38:39 PM AEST
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i like this alot....its a great write and very powerful....great job

Lots of Love
CrimsonTears




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