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World
Contributed by
bonita2689
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Tuesday, 29th March 2005 @ 06:13:36 PM in AEST
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DarkPoetry
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This night that sleeps beneath your pillow Finding the day of mourning Hear it cry and long for revival It is sadistic Pulling you under It is cynical In each breath that it utters Such eyes cannot bear This site of abhorrence It will be martyred Killed for its cause Murdered and Betrayed It's value lost Do not seek it out For it's fallacies will infect you It is Filthy Yet its rivals, few Smother it with whatever truth Lies within you
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Re: World
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 29th March 2005 @ 06:17:24 PM AEST (User
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Hmm....it's an interesting write, but I enjoyed it nonetheless. |
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Re: World
(User Rating: 1 ) by Ineedanap on
Wednesday, 3rd August 2005 @ 01:16:40 AM AEST (User
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Very intersting and a lil ironic. I like it
Brooke |
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