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Contributed by
reprobate
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Thursday, 6th September 2007 @ 02:27:43 AM in AEST
Topic:
anguished
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Begun with a few years of diapers, tissues and toys
Which leads to twenty of torment, issues and noise
Followed by the opting of our own special disease
Choices unsure, our illness beats us to our knees
Tortures of growth allow life's perennial sadness
And so we wallow in our own specific madness
The point of it all escapes our deepest reasons
Staring from the grave, we endure the seasons
Our sicknesses overwhelm us without any cures
Demons of our failures pick at the festering sores
Beaten, battered, our childish dreams shattered
Choking on funereal dirt, wondering if it mattered
Searching for someone, something to define our pain
Adopting simple symbols for things we can't explain
Our agony continues when answers are never found
Jaded faith, hopelessness escort us into the ground
Crawling through the everyday's poisonous abuse
No longer do any of the toys or the dreams amuse
In a fetal curl, we cringe, cry and shout at the sky
Oh, please, please...won't you just tell me why
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reprobate
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2007-09-06 02:27:43]
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Re: Questions
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by deadheadpoet on
Thursday, 6th September 2007 @ 06:38:38 AM AEST
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Michael,
A tremendously heart-felt piece of poetry. I loved the read, but really enjoyed when you read it to me. You should do those audio-blogs with your poetry when you get "connected" again. (you know I love your voice)
So many things we've talked about and shared, and I see you've been listening just as well as I thought you were. *smiles* I totally value our friendship you really are a treasure to me. *hugs you tight*
Thank you for penning this and sharing.
Much peace,
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Re: Questions
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by flamingblade on
Thursday, 6th September 2007 @ 12:49:31 PM AEST
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wow...
very powerful poem
a good message, life is short
and in the end it might not matter, everything you did
very well done,expressing feelings I'm sure everyone feels at some point
Flamingblade
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