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From the despairs (Free verse) by Prince of Void Life is merely the despairing memory
That makes me the misery upon
A fate melody to fade in
And desires make me desolated in
Whenever I am buried in melancholy
The decaying day I could see
The hollow man in the streets
As walking away beside a crumbling city
Those last seconds are so cold
Reaching the way out
From distances to the same despairs
Again night fades out
Figures are deleted
Day by day as death whispers
Upon the spire of desires
Within verses rise from my own despairs
Up the ladder:
Gone Bad
Down the ladder:
As the people become more hollow
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Posted: August 7, 2004 2:44 PM PDT; Last modified: August 7, 2004 2:44 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.0 Overall Rank: 7829 Comments:
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god'swife @ 4.231.162.77
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7-Aug-04/10:57 PM
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Hauntingly awful.
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Prince of Void @ 217.218.131.152
> god'swife
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8-Aug-04/12:34 AM
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thank u for ur comment ...the silence is ur answer..u know sometime people think they know a lot about their worlds where they live in ...but sth always goes wrong ...i know i am not the best ...i wont be best i just try to complete my own verses in any condition ..maybe finaly i will say goodbye to the fancy place ...called world...whatever i lost in the world where this world and other sides lost ...u dont know me ..so u cant reach the sense i created in . .well do u think we care? many things ars still undiscovered ...we are just discovering ...........
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