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TrepidationI lay sleepless in my room,
Dreading the sunrise’s accompanying doom,
And the shadow the sun will bring.
They will come; I’ll try to love them,
But they will devour me heart and soul.
Through the pain I’ll try to love them,
Ignore the fire climbing my spine.
I’ll beg for darkness to engulf me,
to end this torture they call life
But the end wont come,
I must endure it.
They will come,
I’ll try to love them.
The sun peaks over the windowsill.
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Comments: 2
Jarlaxyle1 [2009-09-11 03:23:05 +0000 UTC]
once again. I like the word choice alot. but I'm confused about what this poem is about, it just seems a little unclear is all. may I suggest that you revise it, maybe reread it aloud or something? I hope my suggestion isn't offensive
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twistedscript In reply to Jarlaxyle1 [2009-09-11 20:38:57 +0000 UTC]
not offensive at all, thanks for the idea.
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