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Bones amongst the flowers, amongst your ashes.
Contributed by
Inevitable
on
Thursday, 9th July 2009 @ 04:44:54 PM in AEST
Topic:
ambiguous
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Endless fears
to find yourself facing
to be horrified
to feel sick
what happens when one becomes nothing?
Less than ashes blowing
deterioration..
Too many truths to be told
and no answers, really.
Bones amongst the flowers
a too distant memory
decomposition in the making
our biodegradable bodies
Our corpses that fall,
like puppets from a string.
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Inevitable
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2009-07-09 16:44:54]
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Re: Bones amongst the flowers, amongst your ashes.
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 10th July 2009 @ 04:59:37 PM AEST
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Very liberated writing with some fabulous metaphors.
'decomposition in the making
our biodegradable bodies
Our corpses that fall,
like puppets from a string.'
That bit was especially superb.
-Phil |
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