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not empty,
just filled with joy of void
free of stifling noise
no babies cry, or ol' ladies "why"s
just silent solitude
for my muse to SCREAM
and bl
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d
and weep a lamentful leprous tear
acidic and uncaught
it merely falls
like
the hope collapsing from the sag in our eternity
a mortal's nemesis
and a deity's demise.
Author notes
this is almost hitting the mark, but not quite, yet I can't see it. maybe this one needs punctuation?
embellished personal, loosely based off percieved reality.
A contest entry
- Haven't had one of these in a while... by Luckintheshadows.
700 points, ended December 1, 2008, 29 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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i know one thing, this is a golden poem, wonderfully written with a strong pull on the reader, i got so trapped in it, it is still with me as i write this, oh pain never looked so good, keep it flowing and good luck in the contest
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