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    dots Submission Name: We are All Children of the Gravedots

    Author: coloredstone
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 99/60/37
    Words: 164
    Class/Type: Poetry/Serious
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    dotsWe are All Children of the Gravedots

    Child of the graveyard,
    Born amongst the bones of the dead.
    It has come to this.

    We think it's the people on the screen
    Who suffer; and we watch, and we feel
    Like we feel when (insert your hero of fiction)
    loses his grip, and tumbles down from the sky.

    But we know that on TV no one is really hurt,
    and we eventually forget that people are living in water
    while we sit before the screen and eat ice-cream.

    It is us who is really suffering.
    Distracted by this world-

    Dear Dunya,
    You tempt me,
    You lure me,
    You attract me,
    You excite me,
    Sometimes I feel without saying (and it's a feeling, not a saying) that you are my one and only true love. (forever you and me.)

    Ridiculous. Nothing could be more temporary.

    You make us forget,
    The reality, that in truth
    Everyone of us is born only
    to go into the grave.

    Submitted on 2010-08-31 14:18:09     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I thought i commented on it. i think i forgot to click submit lol.

    This peice took be back to all the times the only thing i wanted was this and then it was that. Always something or another.

    All the disasters ocurring these past few years have really opened up my eyes. Im bothered that one minute i feel for these people and its all i can think about and then i get destracted. i forget them so easily.

    It is dunya and no matter how hard i try to forget about it, it comes lurking. And its a full circle again.

    Great job on the write i feel you. I feel the worlds pain. But yet i forget.

    Fana Salik what i yearn to be.
    | Posted on 2010-09-16 00:00:00 | by BusterLILblock | [ Reply to This ]

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