Poem.

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Pills, Apr 23, 2007.

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  1. Pills

    Pills Well-Known Member

    Believe me once, such wise advice, that god has left us in a vice – to rid us of this torturous air as lungs explode in spectral flare. We are wrested from oblivion, sad to say that though equivalent, our lives will all be wasted since time means nothing when death is imminent.
     
  2. Blackness

    Blackness Guest

    I like it! very good and meaningful :)
     
  3. crzykidshanana

    crzykidshanana Well-Known Member

    Dark. But it works well in here.
     
  4. Pills

    Pills Well-Known Member

    Thanks.
     
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