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Free verse № 110009

A Beautiful Pain

Member since 2004 · Posted 5 Aug 2004 · 3 comments

My mind left to anarchy. Scratches on the chalkboard, Reminders of a painful past. Your kind bathes in serenity. Dashes on the chalkboard, Indicators of a painless future. We find little commonality. A blank chalkboard, A divided past, a future foretold.

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[8] Dovina 5-Aug-04/4:49 PM Reply
A good thought. "a future foretold" tends to spoil the intrigue that's otherwise there.
[8] New Life Drug 6-Aug-04/12:11 AM Reply
agreed
[n/a] timtonio 6-Aug-04/1:11 PM Reply
yeah it does a bit