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Post by Devenny on Apr 16, 2008 13:34:59 GMT -5
Minutes drag, and hours pass; A slowness that, will always last. We all need purpose, we all need needs; But with no friends, how can happiness feed? The absents soon, turn to tears; Where death is, no longer feared. Purpose gone, sadness stays; Behind these tears, death shall lay. Friendship just, beyond her reach; Soon she ignores, all that's preached. A darkened shadow, fills her eyes; Her whole life, turns to lies. God forgotten, love a myth; Pain that comes, the only gift. Why must this curse, still be held? Now she does not care, for heaven or hell.
-Devenny
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Post by *starry skies* on Apr 16, 2008 18:35:58 GMT -5
Wow...That was really really good...Kudos to you!
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Post by Devenny on Apr 16, 2008 19:15:38 GMT -5
Thank you! ^^; I felt kinda stagefright posting it at first, seeing how there are no other poems, but i'm glad that it appears efficient for the forum. I have a few others... but this is the one that describes me most. I'll be posting them... though i'd wish that other's join me. Makes me feel like a board hog if i'm the only one. ^^; Again, i thank you kindly for your complement. *bows* My best wishes to you as well!
Your Untruly, -Devenny
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Post by *starry skies* on Apr 18, 2008 19:57:59 GMT -5
I'll post one of mine on Monday when I get it from my locker. It's kinda wierd cuz it's about a tree...But I have an odd obsession with them
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