Post by Cullen on Jan 18, 2007 23:31:43 GMT -6
Hey y'all its me (again?..maybe not). Heres a poem i wrote...its kinda sad...hopless is a nice word for it...
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When the darkening hour has thus past
I find still here i last and last
Morning and mourning come hand in hand
As time slides by, this grain of sand
Words once written but now no more
In the end we've settled each score
Moor, or Forest, the place not home
As my doppelganger wanders, roams
Dreams fall apart, frayed at the start
Each moment a canvas, each lifetime an art
It begins plain and simple, completely a bore
And betters as complexity comes, more and more
Each grass grows tall, as sand can be quick
Every fire burns cold, and each forest grows thick
Behind hollowed eyes, lies the sea i drink deep
Always being hidden, by blinking or by sleep
As a leaf falls, so must each life
Be it to revenge, sadness or strife
On and on we continue to walk
Erased into dust, no more than chalk
I burrow deeper into each soul
On and on my doppelganger will go
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When the darkening hour has thus past
I find still here i last and last
Morning and mourning come hand in hand
As time slides by, this grain of sand
Words once written but now no more
In the end we've settled each score
Moor, or Forest, the place not home
As my doppelganger wanders, roams
Dreams fall apart, frayed at the start
Each moment a canvas, each lifetime an art
It begins plain and simple, completely a bore
And betters as complexity comes, more and more
Each grass grows tall, as sand can be quick
Every fire burns cold, and each forest grows thick
Behind hollowed eyes, lies the sea i drink deep
Always being hidden, by blinking or by sleep
As a leaf falls, so must each life
Be it to revenge, sadness or strife
On and on we continue to walk
Erased into dust, no more than chalk
I burrow deeper into each soul
On and on my doppelganger will go