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Desperate Revival (Free verse) by Silverjackel

Lost, in an eternity of sorrow, I live today, but not tomorrow. In pure despair and loss of hope, With head held low, I began to mope: I had given up, and now must cope With the shame of no persistence. Yet just as my woes inaugurate, I cannot help but contemplate, And as I fall to my demise, I feel a will to compromise: I shall not die nor pass away, But rather on this earth I will stay, A streak of utter reborn faith, Despite all of my past mistakes, A vow to reinitiate The life that I had thrown away. So what if I have lost it all? My luck and perseverance may fall, But on this day I now decide, That all my failed attempts and tries Although in vain and waste of time; Must now all be forgotten. Into the light I now walk, No longer in agony, I talk: I praise the ground, the air, the trees, This new spirit inside of me, Not sent by God, Buddha, or the skies, But found through my new compromise, I may have sold my soul, you see, But at least I lost my agony.

MacFrantic 26-Feb-06/11:10 AM
This is really pretty ugly. You need to stop using a dictionary, and if you are not, learn to simplify your language and still convey the same message. You conflate garbage words like "mope" with a misplace "inaugurate". *5*




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