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Jet Black Roses
Contributed by
phildel
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Thursday, 5th September 2002 @ 06:24:58 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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People stand like buildings,
Crowding each shred of space,
The fiction, or so they say
Of a super-human race.
Air becomes so choking,
Outside-a restricted zone,
Everyone lives in a bubble
No unity, each to his own.
We live forever, if we want to,
Although life's a crazy dream,
No need to decipher,
We know what everything means.
The city never sleeps now,
And as invisible night encloses,
We look to a world going nowhere,
Laced with jet black roses.
Copyright ©
phildel
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2002-09-05 06:24:58]
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Re: Jet Black Roses
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by Jackee_line on
Friday, 16th May 2003 @ 10:05:02 AM AEST
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