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The Echo Game
Contributed by
jyssvw22
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Friday, 13th May 2005 @ 06:28:50 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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A trembeling voice peaks As the echo reverberates A tone begins to delete All that was left in its wake From summers past A constant deep pitch The voice of reason Is justified in what it takes
The vernacular incorrect A dialect from the West Spoken teachings of wise men Confucius equilibrium Postulated and theorized The voice carries out a mission Organized by the ideas it serves Originating in the stomach of the beast
Forfeited speech Given up by the monk The mute, the joker and the lonely drunk A terrible waste indeed The voice was deceived Rejected by its owner Spit back into the lonely street Traumatized by silence A crowded corner it seeks
The drum beats As the swords are released Once holstered The echo of the voice Is now forever free Authentic and unique Its new mission Is simply to stand up proud And speak
The echo which blows Free in the wind The voice which created it Now held in prison Kept on strict short leash The game of resistance Ends with the spoken word The voice that is muted The echo is heard
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Re: The Echo Game
(User Rating: 1 ) by hauntedscorp on
Tuesday, 12th July 2005 @ 01:48:51 AM AEST (User
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This one is really, really sad jyss...it seems to me like it's bordering on self hatred. Well, I'm happy for you that things (for the most part...) are starting to look up...I hope your future is blindingly bright my friend : ) I mean that.
Very emotive write...
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