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lonely, that's what I've been

Author: lynn marsters
ASL Info:    20/f/canada
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I hate the last line of this poem but I couldn't think of anything better so I'm open to suggestions

lonely, that's what I've been

In the end
I am alone

All has left
And I don’t miss it either
I relish my solitary existence
I bask in the beauty of the quiet
I’ll never go back
It doesn’t matter anyway
I’ll be dead soon enough
Soon I’ll sleep and not wake up

Sweet oblivion
Loving eternity
Peace, quiet, serene and overwhelming blackness


And all of you
All of you ancient skeletons
Forgotten days of madness
Poorly concealed underneath the faded carpet in my basement
Rotted lumps of flesh and dry bone

All of you can’t come
All of you will finally have to leave me alone

‘Cause I sent all of you straight to hell

Submitted on 2005-07-04 23:46:21     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  I don't really know...This was a vauge one...for me anyways. I get the general feeling of lonley and something on the borders of f it I don't care anymore, I give up. But I'm not entirely clear on everything...*shrugs* I did like a couple of lines singled out but, I don't know who the *all* is... is it other people of shadows of memories inside of you?
| Posted on 2005-07-05 00:00:00 | by isis_lenore | [ Reply to This ]
  I kind of agree with you about the last line... It kind of make sense cuz like you talk about skeletons and death and you know what i mean... but then the first thing i thought when i start to read this was "a hate love poem" but as soon as i finished... it wasn't love. i really don't know what to put down as for the last line...i'm not thinking straight right now...hey maybe some one smarter than me can come up with something nice. keep your hope up, and great poem.
| Posted on 2005-07-05 00:00:00 | by Kay | [ Reply to This ]

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