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Published: 2003-08-03 13:53:13 +0000 UTC; Views: 193; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 16
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Troubled sleepBlackened nights
Haunted dreams
These ghosts will never leave
Bright days
Summer breeze
Dark soils
Those ghosts absorb my presence
Happy children
Singing beautiful tunes
Among the howls of my stalkers
Never to be free
Release is a joke
I\'m forever to be haunted
By my faceless ghosts
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Comments: 14
Kuathi [2003-09-16 18:44:34 +0000 UTC]
This poem makes me feel nostalgic. I'm getting it as long lost thoughts, memories, and dreams. This is a very nice piece.
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brwncow [2003-08-26 06:38:48 +0000 UTC]
It's the realization that no matter how bright it is at 1pm, it's always dark at night.
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alwayzdazd [2003-08-24 23:04:35 +0000 UTC]
Never to be free
Release is a joke
I\'m forever to be haunted
By my faceless ghosts
How true this is..
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angeljunkie [2003-08-20 21:19:43 +0000 UTC]
i know that feeling all too well... and you've done a superb job of capturing it.
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mech61 [2003-08-20 21:14:39 +0000 UTC]
I think weve all been haunted by memories we dont wish to keep. So i can relate, again you did a fabulous job.
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snappedchopstick [2003-08-20 14:30:15 +0000 UTC]
Ooh... nice. Ghosts are always good fun. =]
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emersed [2003-08-18 22:15:18 +0000 UTC]
nice and haunting experience..... I do feel this would make a good song also...... I agree with jo kr some of us can relate.
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no1tofallbackon [2003-08-18 16:54:48 +0000 UTC]
whoa i can picture this as a song, like.. spoken.. of u've ever heard mercury rising by from autumn to ashes thats what i mean
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badblokebob [2003-08-04 20:08:47 +0000 UTC]
I like the picture
(not to say I dislike the poem, lol, but I've got nothing intelligent to say about it... just one of those days)
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jo-kr [2003-08-03 14:38:53 +0000 UTC]
Very haunting, if you excuse the pun. A song of sorrow in a world of joy. Great poem. Something some of us can associate with :/
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