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Free verse № 29948

Prize gained life, Death in wages

Member since 2002 · Posted 12 Dec 2002 · Edited 13 Dec 2002 · 4 comments

Drowned in the sin we bathe, store the anger enrich the crave. Burdens weighted held inside, force and pain blood to cry. Grave dear earth how so old, bought first won then turned sold. Myth by god two true one, create the moons absurd the sun. Set your rules when ours are taken, truth so false but still mistaken. Life of dream memory made in blur, hate of heart in pain we stir. Drugs we take soon begotten, with no means burned the cotton. Peace on earth no will for men, turned out so life born was sin.

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[8] <{Baba^Yaga}> 12-Dec-02/2:09 PM Reply
plush and disturbing..o
[7] Caducus 13-Dec-02/2:52 AM Reply
Affecting ! check line one though shouldn't bath be bathe?
[8] <{Baba^Yaga}> › Caducus 14-Dec-02/12:56 PM Reply
i thinks thats their style flaire.
[7] Shuushin 5-Feb-04/8:56 PM Reply
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