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    dots Submission Name: Have I Awoken?dots
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    Author: darkness child
    ASL Info:    21/F/Michigan
    Elite Ratio:    3.07 - 195/266/48
    Words: 114
    Class/Type: Poetry/
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    dotsHave I Awoken?dots
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    All the pain I hold so dear,
    Comes awake in one unnoticed tear.
    And all the things I once could love,
    Are taken by some hands above.

    Of everything that keeps in shadows,
    Only few can bear the marks.
    Telling whispers, Silver shatters,
    Only you can hear the harps.

    Remoresful emotions, always drifting,
    Filling unkown recesses of my mind.
    A cold, burning acid, never lifting,
    Cauterises the wound, so I can't die.

    So tired of constantly searching,
    What puts an end to the emptiness inside?
    The dream worlds I live in are merging,
    And I've yet to stop the ghosts that I hide.








    Submitted on 2005-12-05 09:40:14     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      hi, a good poem. tom

    "In all this pain I hold you so dear,
    you come awake in unnoticed tears.
    Why all the things I once did love
    are taken by someone’s hands?

    In everyone that keeps a shadow,
    why only a few can bear its marks,
    telling whispers in mirrored shatters
    and only a few can hear a harp play.

    Remorseful emotions, always drifting,
    filling unknown recesses of my mind;
    the cold, burning acid, never lifting,
    heals my wounds, I, you can't die"
    | Posted on 2005-12-05 00:00:00 | by poetotoe | [ Reply to This ]
      very nice and well explained
    death and feeling dead are the biggest secrets of living and i think you expressed yourself very well
    great write
    sandman
    | Posted on 2005-12-05 00:00:00 | by sandman | [ Reply to This ]
      Cauterises? Meaning?
    Overall, I'd give this poem an 8.
    It really is good.
    Short and simple and to the point.
    I'm adding this fave.
    | Posted on 2005-12-05 00:00:00 | by xbleedxforxmex | [ Reply to This ]


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