| Open Poetry #9 |
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Overflow my thoughts |
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courtney923 Junior Member
since 2000-07-30
Posts 43 |
Sorrow fills me, weak Trying hard, but it's all bleak I don't know, but still I seek Looked inside, but did not peek Upon my head, lies a scene Painted of gold, and chilled for weeks Fill the glass, of all it's rage Overflow my thoughts, and find it free Binded by, a vacant dream Of hopes that mask, and hearts that bleed This hunger I feel, piercing my mind A chisel couldn't break, the sheet of steel Around my sole, but I'm not whole Giving into darkness, just letting go Like the wilted flower, burning in the sun Somehow I wonder, if I'm really done |
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Xeonox![]() ![]()
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
Awesome word usuage. Great poem!!! Keep it up. ![]() Ronil (What I say I live by and what I live by is what I create). |
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Xeonox![]() ![]()
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
Awesome word usuage. Great poem!!! Keep it up. ![]() Ronil (What I say I live by and what I live by is what I create). |
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