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Gluttony.
Contributed by
Sinfullilmissmuppet
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Tuesday, 1st November 2005 @ 05:01:21 AM in AEST
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DarkPoetry
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The pond sits empty Of glorious liquid Wanting a trickle of beautiful life Away from its empty gut.
Slowly the rain starts to fall And gently fill the stricken pond But, the pond begins to wonder When is enough . . . enough?
The clouds baring watery soul Drip into open pond Yet it still will not be satisfied When it is done. It is done.
Overflowing from its banks In gleeful, bloated joy It does not notice the Clouds wither and disperse.
The pond seals watertight And sends the dehydrated fleeing It keeps its water locked away In cage without a key.
The sun beats down among The landscape of parched, dry desert A caked muddy basin surveys The bones and lifeless trees
It wonders too itself As the landscape rots and descends into death Might I have had enough for my surrounds and me? It reflects upon its gluttony
Into the expanse of eternity.
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Re: Gluttony.
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Tuesday, 1st November 2005 @ 06:07:52 AM AEST (User
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U r a very talented writer.
Your words just jump right out in front.
huggs,
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Re: Gluttony.
(User Rating: 1 ) by hellsfallenangel on
Saturday, 5th November 2005 @ 01:58:26 AM AEST (User
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very good protrayal of the forth since very good
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