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Published: 2005-07-25 14:11:37 +0000 UTC; Views: 90; Favourites: 2; Downloads: 2
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A cold darkness envelopes meI struggle against it, but I cannot escape
A thousand sorrows plague my mind
My soul is steeped in sadness
I carry upon my shoulders the weight of a thousand worlds
I am bound to my burden as if chained to a moutain
I cry out in futile protest
But there is no release from the ever growing burden
I would weep, if I cared enough to feel
But I am indefferent unto to my own suffering
I care not that I soon shall die
For I have long since ceased to be alive
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Comments: 4
Shadowlance-Simple [2005-08-01 17:01:28 +0000 UTC]
Yeah, I was having a bad time a while back, that's when I wrote this poem.
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Solid-Stew [2005-07-31 20:18:55 +0000 UTC]
Wow. thats a sad poem right there. it feels hopeless
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