| Open Poetry #28 |
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Eclipse |
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Snowflake From Hell Senior Member
since 2003-07-10
Posts 777My own little Icey Oblivion
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Scorched Earth, Rebirth. My curse, Is worse. All Heil the Serpentine's gift, Giving hope another chance to lift. Happy trails, Love Fails. Seems I was born in a burial gown, The memories I cannot drown. Scorched Earth, Rebirth. Everything lies in Eclipse... I feel rain pouring down. I wait to rot away, |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Scorched Earth .... ah this hurts. But two words in your powerful poem have a major role in my eyes ... Rebirth and ... Eclipse, because Eclipse is temporary. And out of the ashes something new will be born. Drum-like sound. Enjoyed. Love, Margherita ![]() |
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