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The Torment of Her Love
By Frater Synth
Life is forever a torment;
Sweet blackness
In
utter ecstasy I wait for your kiss.
Darkness eternal
With
blind eyes do you seek?
Waiting for freedom yet knowing you must
take it.
O curse of being,
In the nothing I see your
bleak smile.
Forever will it stay before me
Taunting and forgiving,
Hating and loving.
Grim plains of life
Release me
at last
So I may finally be free
Yet freedom be lost
And I am whole
Though incomplete for the pains of life torment me
still
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Copyright 2005 Frater Synth
Published on Sunday, April 23, 2006.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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A former member wrote:
YOU FUCKING DICK!! Its guys like you that give guys a bad name, You fucking Wanna Be Player. Go Fuck Yourself!!!][ ][ BITCH!
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On Friday, May 12, 2006, mywristshurt
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wrote:
oh how i can relate... in one of my poems..i always forget what its called.. i posted it on here not to long ago and is similar to this one.. i like this though.. god wirte
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