Hurricanes Die In Fury

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By Loneliness is condescending •

Your would revolves around the I Stuck in silence left behind Conversations slowly escalate Walls surrounding everywhere Playing favorites, no ones here Even with the voices rising And an echo hollow feeling To them your I does not relate The odd man out in a room of misfits Broken hope this is not the life A hurricane of screams forming off the soul Building up a friendless storm The I of my world has collapsed

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April 18, 2006 18:24lost the lonely dead

the odd man out in a room of misfits *thumbs up* i like this...my suggestions would be- your world twils consumed around the eye/ talk escalades peaceful as a growing storm/ Walls surround on all sides/ Playing favorites, none beside me/ Even has tension is rising/ there resounds a hollowness/ Those beyond these walls cannot compaire/ Genocide led by misfits youre in the crosshairs/ Broken hope is this the life?/ A hurricane of frost screams from the soul/ Gently adding to a friendly storm/ Exploding for lack of a reason/ the I of my world has collapsed...........just some thoughts..

May 20, 2006 20:28Crimson.Wings

God job. The poem flows very well and is really elaborate.

September 2, 2006 21:31j-ay rose

the creativity put into writing this makes me smile and think, 'now this is a worthwhile writer.' its not every day you find someone willing to play around with words. well done.