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Deceptive Continuity
Contributed by
emphaticplacebo
on
Monday, 9th February 2004 @ 10:43:13 AM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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I sit in the dark. Silent and pondering silently I sit there, in regret of all the things Ive done I sat there with thoughts of disappointment I will forever sit there.
My switchblade lies beside me. Quietly glistening It lies there, with the blood of a pessimist afresh It lied there, weathered with life long decayed It will forever lie there.
My pen rests alongside me, in its tranquil plasticity It rests there; its ink flowed of my indiscretions It rested there, aware of the repercussions to follow It will forever rest there.
My soul absconds its lifeless environment It drifts in the wings, loyal to its possessor It drifted there, tormented and diseased It will forever drift there.
Society continues. Forever ignorant of my demise. It continues, sheathing the conservative majority It continued, masking issues like a crumbling faade It will forever continue.
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emphaticplacebo
... [
2004-02-09 10:43:13] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Deceptive Continuity
(User Rating: 1 ) by corrupted_minds on
Friday, 9th April 2004 @ 06:24:08 AM AEST (User
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nice work , i think you got your message across nicely and i trully feel for you. keep it up
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Re: Deceptive Continuity
(User Rating: 1 ) by bobotheclown on
Tuesday, 27th December 2005 @ 01:37:36 AM AEST (User
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Dude all I can say is that this poem was
amazing and after about the 6th line I was left
in complete awe. This was wonderfully
written I hope that you will be back soon
since you are the master of dark poetry.
Bobo (Joel) |
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