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 Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 6:30 am
Mending Broken Truthes
Focused lives
Pathological Lies
Stitching every hole
With utmost precision
Black and bloody
No longer moveable
Prolonged to flying high
This life that has been destroyed
Trying to help in vain
Hearing you scream in pain
As the needle goes deeper
After every stroke
Nothing to dull the senses
Not a drug in sight
Forevermore blinded
By the crucial daylight
Wings spread apart
As the last stitchings done
Celestial screams beckoning
Turning away
Sinking to the deep
This succubae of death
This reaper of sleep.
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 1:53 pm
Tis a theme more on the dark side, but I love how you expressed the gracefulness along with it. <3
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 12:53 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 9:02 am
Talk about some darkness. It's good though. It kinda makes ya think.
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