Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by cthulhu, Sep 3, 2006.

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  1. cthulhu

    cthulhu Well-Known Member

    night and day
    she dances through m dreams
    i am fill fit to burst at the seams
    through light and dark
    she fliters
    through mist and shade
    she wanders
    an illusion fit to bless a dieing man
    all i want isto take her by the hand

    day aftr day
    night after night
    i sit
    pory out my pain
    onto the page
    a vain atempt
    to hold of the rage
    like blood it flows
    like darkness it corupts
    empty is my soul
    devoid of light
    dwelling for ever
    in eternal night​
  2. curtius

    curtius Well-Known Member

    not just written from your heart, but torn...

    I always appreciate a good ripping.

  3. cthulhu

    cthulhu Well-Known Member

    they all are torn from me, evetry word is my soul lade bare...i know no other way to write...thank you for your kind words
  4. Haunting man


    That is my praise

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