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Thing to be
Contributed by
ripshark
on
Thursday, 15th January 2004 @ 08:51:43 AM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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A poets mind, quite apart from his words No complex riddle, no simple lie Is this the meager leavings of one so vain? Yet eyes do deceive, the words still live No mans land, belongs to the dead The shrill screams of those clawing to survive No single cause but man, no blame to place For gone is gone, the ghost of those still living One, who might have been, the son of a ghost Not even the thought of what might have been A life taken, no laws to subside What to be taken if there was nothing there? No empty shell, no pit of despair The ghost beside you, isn’t this fair?
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Re: Thing to be
(User Rating: 1 ) by CrucifiedAndLeft2Die on
Thursday, 15th January 2004 @ 01:29:51 PM AEST (User
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"For gone is gone, the ghost of those still living" great write... i loved it
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