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World
Contributed by
bonita2689
on
Tuesday, 29th March 2005 @ 06:13:36 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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This night that sleeps beneath your pillow
Finding the day of mourning
Hear it cry and long for revival
It is sadistic
Pulling you under
It is cynical
In each breath that it utters
Such eyes cannot bear
This site of abhorrence
It will be martyred
Killed for its cause
Murdered and Betrayed
It's value lost
Do not seek it out
For it's fallacies will infect you
It is Filthy
Yet its rivals, few
Smother it with whatever truth
Lies within you
Copyright ©
bonita2689
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2005-03-29 18:13:36] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: World
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 29th March 2005 @ 06:17:24 PM AEST (User
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Hmm....it's an interesting write, but I enjoyed it nonetheless. |
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Re: World
(User Rating: 1 ) by Ineedanap on
Wednesday, 3rd August 2005 @ 01:16:40 AM AEST (User
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Very intersting and a lil ironic. I like it
Brooke |
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