Alone and Awake, by little_irish_rose
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What has become from such an end
will thy wounded soul find amends
Can burnt out hearts still beat and break
how much canst thou body take
with dust and dull,
I find my life has fallen apart,
skin and knife
and bleed eternity till nothing more
can hurt me now life past before
when I fall let endings dear
forget my soul,
forget me here
for in the shadows I'll shed my tear |
Posted: 2009-01-18 06:18:43 UTC |
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2009-01-21 17:31:24 | Tyler Cedric Golden |
this poem is very good and the darkness of it relates to my poem in a similar way (concept of hell)...if you would like take a look at it but anyways disregarding that great job on this poem.... |