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Thinking
Contributed by
adsalamon
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Thursday, 21st November 2002 @ 08:20:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
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Moonless night
Sit - Stare at the wall
It doesnt look back
Drifting downstream
Dark current drags me down
Bruised by the rocks on the way
Alone, My cries echo loud
Yet I can't hear a sound
Look at the ceiling from my bed
Might as well be my coffin
The room, the funeral plot
The door, the cemetery gates
The silence, the absent cortege
Mirror only one to stare at me
Showing its same empty image
That figure of despair
Hate personified in first person
So easy to make it go away
Slit of wrist, noose a twist
Mind saturated to bursting point
Thoughts at what I have missed
Things others have ten fold
I close my eyes, the wall
Sighs relief. Even bricks
Are against me
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adsalamon
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2002-11-21 08:20:00]
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Re: Thinking
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by AngryPrincess on
Friday, 14th March 2003 @ 12:39:31 PM AEST
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im not against you adrian...i think you and i have some of the same fears...i want to know your story...this poem says a lot, THINKING...ahhh, thinking :O)
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Re: Thinking
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by Broken_Skin on
Friday, 21st March 2003 @ 04:28:13 AM AEST
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whilst i was reading this poem, i could feel my heart sinking, i know this feeling to such much its not humanly possible :( thanx for sharing, this is awesom
B.S
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