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Crow

In a sea of a million faces, I blindly see only yours.
I belong in a home of desolation, I am to be called "wretched".
I dream of dreams, of dreams that are called nightmares.
To have a beating heart, is to have that aching need.

I am a crow, perched high up above.
Hungry from a desolating island.
Desperate for a hint of sanity.
Searching, screaming, always in silence.

The world below, like a desert storm.
Through these eyes, a worthless prey.
I long to fly higher, above all existence.
When I crash and burn, the maker shall know of my predicament.

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Written August 31st, 2006

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  • Green Stars
    October 31
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    It Glows

    I Love the first 2 lines very much...they speak of a desperation that burns through the words...."I am to be called wretched"..that is brilliant..love that...the following lines tell a story of despair yet of beauty...the last line is haunting in it's pathos...


  • individuality gold member
    September 26, 2006
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    desperate for a hint of sanity - well that wish is flying out of the window where love is concerned, she has no mercy spill ink and twist me into the crazy shape of love...


  • Delrondu
    September 6, 2006
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    yes you're right. its supposed to be dark.


  • Delrondu
    September 6, 2006
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    thank you for commenting.


  • Delrondu
    September 6, 2006
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    thank you for your comment. glad you liked it.


  • Delrondu
    September 6, 2006
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    lol thanks looking forward to it. would be good to share what's so hard to digest though.


  • Delrondu
    September 6, 2006
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    stuck in the mud eh? never heard of it lol. but thanks for the comment.


  • Sgt B
    September 5, 2006
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    Nice write it flowed well. Kinda dark but im sure that is exactly what you were going for . Good job!


  • Clovis...Curious silver member
    September 5, 2006
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    Excellant /intriguing

    Wow, I don't quite know what to say. I think it is very well written. I like it just the way it is.


  • Soulful Woman silver member
    September 5, 2006
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    I found this very dynamic and unique.. It was well written with a great love and even a greater longing...Keep up the good work.
    Soulful Woman


  • Shadows of wolves
    September 5, 2006
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    Unique expression of verse here. I will be back to add a bit more as I need to digest it a bit furthere.

    pen on

    Shadows


  • MadisonRae
    September 5, 2006
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    stuck in the mud...one of my favorite games, but i have to wonder if it has something psychological to it? You need friends/family to get you unstuck, then you have to run from the taggers (again). Something oddly repetitive and metaphorically relating to the real world. Your piece expresses the situation very well. I'm impressed by the emotion displayed her: it is unique...in a good way

    Madison


  • Delrondu
    September 1, 2006
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    thanks. glad you found something you liked. have fun judging. you have great entries here.


  • PoEtRyInMe
    August 31, 2006
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    oh that is really sad. I liked the line... "I long to fly higher, above all existence" That should how badly you want to be happier, but you know you are happiest with that girl... or at least thats how I took it.... Anyway, thank you for the write best of luck to you in my contest.

    Your host,

    ~Kate~

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