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I have traded the devil everything I got for an earth filled to the core with rot. When he offered I didn't spare passing thought, but now it's disappeared. Death has been seen in everyones eyes. Just as they feared end will come to everything despised. There's nothing everywhere; Wherever that is. It's but a thought from here; Black emptiness. Giving roses to the plastic angels I hum my hopes and dreams away. Threads of the fabric of reality dangle. Time comes in beautiful tidal waves to wash yesterday to tomorrow. I have had the roads paved over the mass grave of my sorrows. |
an overwhelming sense of doom is what this poetry elaborates and i really think that it is quite an uncommon topic to write upon. u have done a really good job with your choice of words and the way your thoughts were put down. my favorite lines would be: Time comes in beautiful tidal waves to wash yesterday to tomorrow. KEEP UP THE GREAT WORK (|:)> O.B | Posted on 2009-08-21 00:00:00 | by obaid | [ Reply to This ] | |