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Falling swiftly through the floor,
My poor body can’t take much more.
Burning sorrow, blunted knife,
All I want is to take this life.
Boundless hate and driving pain,
Forces tears to fall like rain.
Calling out, they can’t hear,
Anxious words tinged with fear.
Desperate times call for desperate measures,
All because those of a feather, flock together.
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- Title: Falling Swift
- Artist: Stormgem
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Description:
I was bored in my English scholarship class.....
So I started to play with some words....and it came out like teen-aged angst again. I swear...Im not depressed!!!!But the writer in me sure seems to think I am!!!!
I am toying with the idea and am trying to put togeather a second verse. Then maybe I'll put it to music. - Date: 08/16/2010
- Tags: falling swift
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Ammiel Azarel - 10/05/2010
- I agree that its very good. Such a short poem which describes very passionately and expressively the theme.5/5.
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- Eretico - 08/16/2010
- this poem is very good,but also very dark.Very passionate and expressive.5/5
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- old_cubmaster - 08/16/2010
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Wow I hope the part is more inspiring, with more light heartiness
You have great talent, but a sense of darkness.
5 stars I will give to you. - Report As Spam