a new day....
By lost the lonely dead •
halls of the dead
pathes of rot
the ora of fear hangs thick
hope seems far off
and it is there
a the sun struggles
to make an appearance
maybe it will succeed at last
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June 3, 2007 15:22Loneliness is condescending
i dont know if this is new or not but i like the shortness of it some times i think poems get to long and i cant read them all the way.
June 10, 2007 00:39mytruth
interesting. very descriptive.
June 11, 2007 17:08lost the lonely dead
i wanted to write but i didnt know what to really say so it stayed short and i dont want to change it