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04-09-03, 12:59 PM
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A Song For Death
IP:
something I am still working on...
Ninteen ninety eight, she reflected the contrast of her finest pain- she dropped her glasses and flashes of abandonment placed in shame- harasment of the bitter days hinders the shade of more colorful displays- her vocal cords tore away at the skies, translucent fragments of why- her facial features drowned as the tears were on the prowl to disguse- they ran the rouge off the cliff, dismissed any hint of regret and bliss- a slew of them, she tried to stop but they grew in numbers like the deficet- lighter tones roamed the pagent of her face, zoned in a sense of pain- shadows of happier times corroded brown eyes that she won't ever regain- she was the portrait of the every living mother, given the pastels of birth- he was taken for from his hunger for breathing and it all seemed rehearsed- December of the same year, I rejected every being of him that was me- dispise my efforts my inner voice was rejected to the music of life to sing- my body was misleading my spirit through the lands of quicksand- stuck in one place and now this home of his seems even more aboandoned- struck by thought his faint body falls the sillohette of a man is gone- year after year, I could not find my persistance and my hidden strength- so I couldn't climb mount everest, at the least the life I lived's length- I pushed myself with the way I would paint, how I would live- how I would compensate for the lost tears and the grief filled gifts- so this is how I would release my soul and reach a peaceful pinnicle- that's how left the thoughts of reality and enrolled in the school of thoughts, free... love... |
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