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Fallen
By Scarrzz
What does one do when the only thing he has to fall back on is something
he left behind?
Some might tell him to lean on Faith
Some would encourage him to Stand Strong
Some might tell him to Hold On
Some might say to Reach for the Future
He may try all of these,
But only one thing is certain
If he fails to press forward
He will
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© 2008 Scarrzz
Published on Friday, July 4, 2008.
Filed under: "Philosophical" and
"Poetry"
Comments on "Fallen"
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On Wednesday, October 23, 2013, Intoxicating Delirium
(273)
wrote:
This is amazing I love the structure you used here.. Great poem, and so true :)
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On Tuesday, July 10, 2012, Melancholic VIncent
(428) wrote:
Sometimes we want to move in opposite directions in search of happiness, but that would disintegrate us from the inside, still we always try to do it even if its against laws of physics. Good poem there
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A former member wrote:
the fall wont kill you...you just gotta get back up and try again. :)
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A former member wrote:
it's not so much the fall ... it's the direction in which we land, and then the inevitable crash when we come to a screeching halt inside.
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On Friday, July 4, 2008, AnarKoRn
(15) wrote:
I guess I'm going to fall... This hit a sore spot. Thank you for the great write
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A former member wrote:
and there is nothing one can say that can ever remove the past upon which some cannot cease to fall... there is a concept that comes from some philosopher of fallenness... its like the idea of the fall from eden but turned into the concept of fallen onto a past... we are born into something and fall upon that something... we are always already impaled by our past, like Vlad was waiting for us from the womb, and now we have only to slowly descend onto the sharpened post as we solidify into what we were... as we end as what we used to be... as we all must become just a memory... hope I cheered you up.
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On Tuesday, August 11, 2009, Scarrzz
(235) wrote:
I do love that you think, and even the way, although that would have been too cliche' to say alone. I consider myself cheered. The calm and rational perception of the spear is ever so refreshing, even if not liberating. Perhaps I shall scream again tonight in my dreams. Fate should be flogged, or we should if we make our own.
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