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Forgotten
Contributed by
shepdog1972
on
Wednesday, 13th November 2002 @ 01:30:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Allmost forgotten the day grows old,a betrayed old sole forgotten all most. Hang these arms spread out wide drive these spikes thru once more. These cumbersome days leave me no more rest in peace. These rotted carcuses are my way for they lead me to be forgotton. Smell my death lingering in the air. See my rotted dried out skin that falls before you? Hear my raspy voice telling lies of life? Taste the bitter blood that was once sweet. A tear falls before me, one of that tells the story of my life. Slowly absorbed it goes away. Hanging there, they look, they see my eyes. My eyes talk if you would listen. Gradually they close just like the night,the day, my life FORGOTTEN
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shepdog1972
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2002-11-13 01:30:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Forgotten
(User Rating: 1 ) by OreO on
Wednesday, 13th November 2002 @ 04:50:53 AM AEST (User
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This is so sad, it brought
tears to my eyes, I enjoyed reading
this, it shows just how fast life
really does pass us by. Thanks
for sharing this one shep
.::´¯`·..· OreO·..·´¯`::.
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Re: Forgotten
(User Rating: 1 ) by Sandy on
Tuesday, 26th November 2002 @ 05:51:13 AM AEST (User
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I found this poem beautiful and so true. thanks for sharing |
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Re: Forgotten
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Saturday, 14th February 2004 @ 08:29:41 PM AEST (User
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I hear ya. Many people can relate to this one I'm sure.
Good work even tho sad.
luv, huggs,
emy |
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