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Array ( [sid] => 132108 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Graves Aren't Marked Yet. [time] => 2007-02-25 16:40:02 [hometext] => [bodytext] => As I see it, in this world there are two kinds of people.
The living, and the dead.
The ones that breath life, and the ones who do not.
Now this may seem like a very wide and general statement.
And you may find it obvious to separate the two.
But under each category, there are two more.
There are the ones that live to survive, and there are the ones who live for a greater cause.
There are the dead that no longer walk this earth, and the dead that walk it, they walk near you, they may be you.
The living have goals, they have dreams.
The living have basic needs and wants.
Yes, the dead still have needs and wants, but they stand unfulfilled.
The living wake up hungry, hungry for life.
The dead, they don't wake up, and if they do they hunger for the flesh.
Some people want to live, and they do, they survive.
Some people want to die, but what those people dont realize is that they're already dead.
So would you think for a moment and ask yourself this.
Are you of the living or the dead?
But surely you believe you're alive, surely you're breathing. You must be alive if I'm asking you this.
Dont be so sure, look down. Your feet may already be underground.
Then again, they may not.
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The Graves Aren't Marked Yet.

Contributed by ham323 on Sunday, 25th February 2007 @ 04:40:02 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

As I see it, in this world there are two kinds of people.
The living, and the dead.
The ones that breath life, and the ones who do not.
Now this may seem like a very wide and general statement.
And you may find it obvious to separate the two.
But under each category, there are two more.
There are the ones that live to survive, and there are the ones who live for a greater cause.
There are the dead that no longer walk this earth, and the dead that walk it, they walk near you, they may be you.
The living have goals, they have dreams.
The living have basic needs and wants.
Yes, the dead still have needs and wants, but they stand unfulfilled.
The living wake up hungry, hungry for life.
The dead, they don't wake up, and if they do they hunger for the flesh.
Some people want to live, and they do, they survive.
Some people want to die, but what those people dont realize is that they're already dead.
So would you think for a moment and ask yourself this.
Are you of the living or the dead?
But surely you believe you're alive, surely you're breathing. You must be alive if I'm asking you this.
Dont be so sure, look down. Your feet may already be underground.
Then again, they may not.
The graves aren't marked yet.

Copyright © ham323 ... [ 2007-02-25 16:40:02]
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Re: The Graves Aren't Marked Yet. (User Rating: 1 )
by Bleedthelove on Sunday, 25th February 2007 @ 05:25:43 PM AEST
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This is a very interesting poem. I liked it. Excellent job.

Re: The Graves Aren't Marked Yet. (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 25th February 2007 @ 06:32:22 PM AEST
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Very thought provoking write.
Good work.
huggs,
emy

Re: The Graves Aren't Marked Yet. (User Rating: 1 )
by FRANCO on Sunday, 25th February 2007 @ 08:46:48 PM AEST
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I repeat the same It is truly interesting topic, looking at living and the dead under a deferent light.

I liked your presentation.

FRANCO.

Re: The Graves Aren't Marked Yet. (User Rating: 1 )
by needledancing on Sunday, 25th February 2007 @ 11:11:13 PM AEST
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A question most people don't have the courage to ask.....are you in their...are you alive...did you feel that....good write..there are so many walking dead....unable to live even though they are yes.....Alive...they can't tell....Shame oh Shame....and you brave soul finally asked the question...When do we all come to Life?

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