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sliver of a moon shines bleakly on moral decay
Cascading rays of a dilemma once born
symphony of fire rages its mourn

Crashing of the waves eagerly explore
a spiritual cleansing where nothing's restored
It shouts in syllables that are rendered unheard
circumstantial feeling bordering on absurd

Words sacrificed, but held in contempt
abruptly held liable for a dodged attempt
Speckled eyes gleam in foretelling tones
the voice lodged in her throat quietly bemoans

Whistling winds and whispering trees set the stage
for a theatrical finish to an old adage
Cloaked in iron-clad dignity, he rumbles
faced with the probability of eternity; both stumble

Clouds depart in hopes of a clearer sky
found is a diseased place where even dreams die
Softly creeping is the silence of then and now
mute indecision is the deafening of this vow.
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Precisely Indecisive
Date: Sunday, 2nd July 2006 @ 11:04:48 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: hauntedscorp
Folding shadows in secret crevices of the bay
sliver of a moon shines bleakly on moral decay
Cascading rays of a dilemma once born
symphony of fire rages its mourn

Crashing of the waves eagerly explore
a spiritual cleansing where nothing's restored
It shouts in syllables that are rendered unheard
circumstantial feeling bordering on absurd

Words sacrificed, but held in contempt
abruptly held liable for a dodged attempt
Speckled eyes gleam in foretelling tones
the voice lodged in her throat quietly bemoans

Whistling winds and whispering trees set the stage
for a theatrical finish to an old adage
Cloaked in iron-clad dignity, he rumbles
faced with the probability of eternity; both stumble

Clouds depart in hopes of a clearer sky
found is a diseased place where even dreams die
Softly creeping is the silence of then and now
mute indecision is the deafening of this vow.


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