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6th April 2005, 04:35 PM
#11
Beginning Trainer
Poetry Corner
Wow, Tainted. Despite the curses, I love the refrain. =D
I was bored. ~_~
Life unwinds
Slowly, one by one
Unraveled pain
Contemplation
Of death
Beginning ‘til
A new sun’s risen
Threads of gold
Weaving across
Cutby scissors
A child’s play
Life in their hands
Relishing
The sweetness
Tasting the bitter
Succumbed to facts
Aesthetic ethics
An altered law
No more bliss
Or mere foolishness?
Deep within
The pits of black
A strangled line
Of losing time
Too late to turn back
Simple first
Inquisitive meet
A dangled kiss
Abandoned of lust
Frowned upon both
Mystified looks
But she does not care
A naiveté heart
For the one she wants
Reason she aches
Opposing one
Reflection of hers’
Him, a willful pride
A stubborn streak
He does not care
‘Tis too late
She had been warned
Futile pleads
A desperate cry
To nonexistence
Morning dew
Resting on leaves
'though cut harshly
Sun’s golden threads
Evaporating
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