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    dots Submission Name: The silent Womb of humanitydots

    Author: ira
    ASL Info:    21.f.ca
    Elite Ratio:    3.22 - 238/273/176
    Words: 162
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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       I dont know...it was meant to be something entirely different but thats what it ended to be.

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    dotsThe silent Womb of humanitydots

    Deep within the Womb
    grows loneliness.
    The trees of fate die cold and alone,
    Silent night of desperation
    chained to a wall
    the shadows become reality
    re-awaken to the cry.
    Sun blazed amongst His ashes
    spirit clinging to ideals,
    useful terms of shame filled lashes
    closed door of makeshift castles.
    Deep within the Womb of the world
    there grows a child’s innocence.
    Time and Fate divide what’s left of it,
    living in the rotten cold
    lonely hearts fever for so much more.
    Dreaming of the Womb,
    homes longing to return.
    Melodies of so much more,
    the trees of fate cold and broken
    worn and torn beneath fates hand,
    clasped by time dreaming of a child,
    dreams of a child,
    the child of a dream,
    innocent and alone
    pure and tainted,
    lovely and broken,
    the Womb harbors loneliness
    dreams of children in beautiful bliss.
    Deep within the root of humanity lays a sleeping child
    lives a dreaming child,
    dies a lonely child.

    Submitted on 2007-01-20 17:17:22     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      good write.keep it up
    | Posted on 2007-01-21 00:00:00 | by girly101 | [ Reply to This ]
      I chose to imagine brilliant pictures. Grey trees and beautiful fires and dancing embers. And the clean and yet dirty unborn and now "dead" child. Relinquished hope.
    It's an interesting piece.
    | Posted on 2007-01-20 00:00:00 | by Mieko | [ Reply to This ]

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