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We... are the still darkness.
You cannot see, touch, or hear us.
The feeling of sorrow and abandonment
Has transformed our blooming souls
Into a form of hatred and dejection.
We... are the roaring wind.
You can feel us choking your breath.
The feeling of anger and shame
Has transformed our calm presence
Into your worst nightmare.
We... are the lonely spirits.
You will notice changes in the world.
The feeling of dissemblance
Has lead to world destruction
And the explosion of our feelings.
We... are the forgotten.
- by 1starrynite |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/11/2009 |
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Comments (2 Comments)
- 1starrynite - 08/15/2009
- Um... thanks. You're nice. I'm just trying to write a poem here...
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- SilvertongueSagittarius - 08/14/2009
- it's funny, because I litterally JUST posted a poem where I was telling people not to blame others for their problems.lol 1/5 for massive emo-osity
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