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Disconnect

Will I ever cease this longing,
Can I accept that life means nothing?
For a time was my intellect raised and my vision extended
I dreamed visions of grandeur, eternity and bliss, a being higher
Feeling the warmth, burgeoning sweet love, feeling so alive
Aware beyond my awareness

Now I know that it was all in vain
Tales of the absolute, of high divinity
How I wish their collective domain
Grew to became much more, that in the end
We would relish our eternity

Time and time again
I am reminded of the constant depravity
Of the foolish stumbling of the human race
And I stop to ponder it then
What aught are mine eyes to see?

When the curtain falls, when death is mine
All throughout life it flits before our very eyes
‘One life, one life, one life to live’
It whispers, but our elsewhere is our mind
‘Till it declares to us “our time”

I'm nothing now












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Written July 9th, 2006

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  • scream.n2.nite
    November 9, 2006
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    Nice work; I love the thoughts though dark they may be... I liek the way you've structured the piece... grand work.


  • Goowie
    July 10, 2006
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    If you say so...

  • PreciousSilence
    July 9, 2006
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    There is a meaning to life.