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Published: 2005-07-05 07:50:49 +0000 UTC; Views: 111; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 1
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The will is strongThe body is weak
and flesh is torn
but flesh canβt speak
he yells the need
he vows the truth
and he is indeed
both cruel and smooth
he raises his fist
against the world
he has no assist
only the last word
yet he gains power
through constant pain
just like a flower
not afraid of rain
and rain stops not
through years and years
his eyes are rot
he has no fears
mind over matter
will over pain
he is still after
some fears to drain
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Comments: 8
catalyst2069 In reply to gothic-anomie [2005-09-05 07:09:51 +0000 UTC]
thank you for reading and posting,it's one of my oldest poems...though i have even older ones...but not here
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catalyst2069 In reply to sunstarmoon [2005-07-12 13:08:29 +0000 UTC]
thank you for reading and posting
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catalyst2069 In reply to Just-Jo [2005-07-11 12:34:15 +0000 UTC]
and again vm for your comments and the time u spent reading
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catalyst2069 [2005-07-06 09:03:31 +0000 UTC]
true...it's hard
thank u very much for reading and posting
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kill-the-system [2005-07-06 08:41:12 +0000 UTC]
awww..very interesting poem
very few times our will is stronger than our passions...
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