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Deep in the dungeons of death My soul sleeps the restless zombies of life alive yet dead in the land of the doomed WHEN SHALL THIS END? When death comes least expectedly when death comes when death comes when death comes O Death sweet Death How i yearn for thee...... |
thanks for your noises bout my stuff...this, although short, is loaded with meaning! youve managed to get so much across and use so much imagery in a short poem is more than just a tallent!| Posted on 2005-12-18 00:00:00 | by bambi144 | [ Reply to This ] | i see nothing dealing with islam. weird. actually i liked this. could tell you were down and just wrote it to calm yourself. it wasnt that bad for something written without thinking. had the dark mood to it. with zombies and dungon scene. the title i didnt like. to common. simple. just a thought. lovely. | -soomie | Posted on 2005-05-01 00:00:00 | by poeticblindness | [ Reply to This ] | omg omg omg! this poem was so good..i loved it so much!its so true how u put in about stuff from islam. i liked that a lot. great job...and reaad my poems! lol | | Posted on 2005-04-29 00:00:00 | by UnPerfect | [ Reply to This ] | |