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    dots Submission Name: To the Fields, To the Hourglassdots
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    Author: Semper Fidelis
    ASL Info:    22/Male/ouahu, Hawaii
    Elite Ratio:    3.37 - 135/185/60
    Words: 350
    Class/Type: Poetry/Nostalgia
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    dotsTo the Fields, To the Hourglassdots
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    The wind blows strong through the valley of this place-
    Carrying memories mingled with happiness and duress.
    Of times that I've had and will never have again-
    Of my most heavenly hieghts regardless of the depth of sin-

    Dreams that have come and gone
    like the shots of liquor in my glass.
    Life seems so much more painful without
    the inebriation of the past's,
    great times.

    The Poltergueist of years long gone
    Plauge me with their nostalgic songs,
    of the Green fields in May-
    In the place where I call home.

    How the tides of time erode
    away what we once were-
    and the sands of the hourglass relentlessly pours,
    Leaving us with only memories,
    Blissful and torturous.

    We hope to find refuge in sleep
    but awaken to the same plauge
    of memories for which we weep.

    "Soon, good sir". "Soon" says the Reaper at my back-
    Scythe forever more poised for his final attack.
    And the silent screams of our last breaths sigh
    Pushed on by our memories, the hope that we die,
    Escape from our traitorous lips
    like a convict fed up-
    Along with a roar of anger
    That we've simply given up,
    about surviving this turmoil
    we affectionately know as life
    While we fall victim to fates
    razor sharp knife.

    As a sailor, a son, a fighter, a boy.
    A man, a monster, I cry for the morn.
    In hope that i may find peace,
    and from my pain finally release.

    Release from the heartaches drink cannot cure-
    Escape from this prison, what I desire.
    No more,
    Shall I ask from the powers that be.
    Regardless of my fear that God doesnt know me.

    The warm hawaiian rain falls fron the overcast sky-
    Like my reasons to stay and chances to fly.
    How I long for a companion or a shoulder to
    cry on.

    I tried my hand at love-
    but lost that turn.
    I only begged for peace, but was given a war.
    Seems that al i am, just a fighter, nothing more.
    I




    Submitted on 2006-09-16 00:40:35     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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    | Posted on 2006-09-16 00:00:00 | by justkillme08 | [ Reply to This ]


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