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Why?
Contributed by
alexeus
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Sunday, 6th March 2011 @ 10:46:59 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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The blackened sky consuming light from day
That makes the living life drain into the dullest grey
I run from living in this hurricane of lies
And make my choices escaping from the world demise
These chains that bind my rotting flesh from air
And make my eyes cry blood with handfuls of my paths despair
I spread my ash filled wings, yet I cannot soar
The chains are cutting through, I cannot reach the open door
Why does it hurt to feel in this distorted life?
Where peace be reached through death, thy promised silent wife
Why shall we live? If living is to die!
Be born, and in our fruitless end scream out for reasons why?
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2011-03-06 10:46:59]
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Re: Why?
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by eggflipper on
Sunday, 6th March 2011 @ 06:18:40 PM AEST
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| why not. Very sad. Hopelessness is not somewhere one wants to live. To find oneself in it, is to find death a viable option. You have created a very beautiful work, like the phoenix. I look forward to hearing more of your work. |
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