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A Quarry of Self
Contributed by
taintedsoul
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Tuesday, 28th December 2004 @ 09:28:37 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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A Quarry of Self
We are what we create in life,
Through lessons learned, and not.
In tragedy there is strength unfounded,
And the mind mingles with the heart.
Control is but an illusion that we create
In hopes of finding some solace, yet
As that light dwindles we see the truth
In everything.
Friends come and go, as well as that of
Love, leaving only ourselves in the very
End of things. To partake in such endeavours,
This truly can quarry a mighty sense of self.
Life is nothing more than search, one of that
Pertaining to what dreams we hold dearest,
From the most enchanting to the dreaded
Downfall of a rolling tear that is shed in
The darkness of life. Leaving only one thing
We can take into the next life, distant memories
That can perhaps shed some light onto what
Seems an empty canvas as we paint yet another
Picture of ourselves.
13 August 2003
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taintedsoul
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2004-12-28 09:28:37]
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Re: A Quarry of Self
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by One on
Tuesday, 28th December 2004 @ 09:47:53 AM AEST
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| I know all about those 'distant memories' |
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Re: A Quarry of Self
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by emystar on
Tuesday, 28th December 2004 @ 10:00:54 AM AEST
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An awesome, powerfull write.
smiles,
emy |
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