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ok im open to losts of critism my first post though so go easy. mosrt of these dont ave names so also feel free to suggest some. thanks

The times they are a changing
These things are still in my head,
But why do I see them only when I’m dead?
Easily distracted by these petty fools.
I’m drowning in ecstasy,
But why do I feel it should be pools?
Can my past torment me for long?
Two worlds are turning but which to choose?
I think I’ve gone too far,
Fuck it I’ve nothing left to loose.
Friends are over rated anyway.


I was going through very insomniacal period when this was written

In this mind of waking hours, slowly draws the dawn.
Infinite chaos of a tumbled world.
Listen, silence!
Comforting, enclosing incasing.
Slowly shifting the breeze awakens from a restless wind.
Tossing and turning the ocean sways in a disgruntled manner.
Dawn appears but still, I am none the better.



These words they don’t come no more.
Maybe it’s cause im hangin with those whores.
I’ve changed worlds,
I’m switchin lanes,
I’m leavin behind that world of pain.
But I loose so much of me dropped down that black well
Maybe I still belong




I still stand in the dark
While you play in serenity.
No one knows my pain inside.
Only me and you can peer through.
So why can’t I break through that circle of light and leave behind the pure night.
My thoughts of dark and deep, I just can’t keep.

As I sit here and ponder a thought occurs.
The words I right still fight for place in this world.
I’m not down in that well of hell and still I can write.
But maybe this lights too bright for me.
Maybe it’s I who drag myself down into that well not those torturous demons from hell.

But where it stops I can control,
I can leave behind those boring souls
I can leave behind those boring souls


k thats it for now. have others somewhere i must type up at some stage let me no what you's think. not many people get to read these so i'd like honest oppions. thanks

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thanks siren, i like these :)

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really wicked writing, really well done :) i cant wait to read more ^_^
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while attending to life I stumbled across a friend,
One night boredom daunted,
So to my life i went a calling.
In the box there she stood,
A darkened figure in a hood.
But that door was shut,
Not soon enough,
I felt his wrath and it hurt!


Eternal youth springs forth from the open heart,
Ever thirsty to feed, to create,
to bring new life, new joy and hope
To our crumbling world.
So remember this in closing,
Keep your heart open and reap the rewards!

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Beautiful work.
The last one touched my soul.
Thank you for sharing your words.

Peace,
Angel In Mourning...

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while attending to life I stumbled across a friend,
One night boredom daunted,
So to my life i went a calling.
In the box there she stood,
A darkened figure in a hood.
But that door was shut,
Not soon enough,
I felt his wrath and it hurt!

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