| Open Poetry #38 |
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Beyond The Nothingness |
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Andrew Dickinson New Member
since 2006-07-26
Posts 8 |
I try not to think naught bearing so much joy, yet the unknown waits as time begins to weigh heavier years fall through the downward void. What was I thought I were who I’ve now become my self knows no bounds beneath the timeless sun I am now never who I to be was. At the same thought I’ve reached right where I’ve begun, now who am I to be? I can’t believe in me of my yesterday-- I’m now a nought mem’ry as a spell I word to think ever thoughts again I shall e’er know the beyond of death for life I’ve now lost. |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
It very well can be gone in less than a blink... but OH, the memories we make! Enjoyed the pondering here, Sir. |
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