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The dead.
Contributed by
plous
on
Saturday, 30th November 2002 @ 04:00:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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Stapled life,
The envelope of loneliness,
Quiet and dead, floating about,
Looking out and around,
With desperation gripping,
Suffocating,
You can see them,
All happy and loud,
Not you,
You live underneath the bridge,
The bustle of life beats,
Without you,
Dying slowly to yourself,
Chained upon yourself,
In your own catacombs,
Quietly screaming,
And no one notices it but you,
Copyright ©
plous
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2002-11-30 04:00:00]
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Re: The dead.
(User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on
Saturday, 30th November 2002 @ 07:58:18 AM AEST
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This is so sad and i've felt
this way to, i still do. i don't like
the place i live in either..Thanks
for sharing this one i enjoyed
it alot. Keep em' coming
.::´¯`·..· OreO·..·´¯`::. |
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