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...Morose Reflections
By SolApathy
Transcendence of my morose mood
In this moment I wish I was glued
Though then I know I would be ripped free
Alienated in this world of my faltering deeds
I tripped upon a soul I was destined to save
In my twisted triumph she is now in a grave
My deeds dour
Any good I do turns sour
Epitome of ruin
~I am the dark side of the moon~
Swept up in silence
My shadow my defiance
Radiance once a shimmering light
Now a foreboding gloom
You know why they’ve placed you in this cell?
My help is only Hell
In this moment I wish I was glued
Though then I know I would be ripped free
Alienated in this world of my faltering deeds
I tripped upon a soul I was destined to save
In my twisted triumph she is now in a grave
My deeds dour
Any good I do turns sour
Epitome of ruin
~I am the dark side of the moon~
Swept up in silence
My shadow my defiance
Radiance once a shimmering light
Now a foreboding gloom
You know why they’ve placed you in this cell?
My help is only Hell
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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Tuesday, November 7, 2017.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
...In the gloom of this dark moon, I know my help will only extend your gloomComments on "...Morose Reflections "
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On Thursday, November 9, 2017, Drea
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wrote:
When I crave darkness I know where to lay my head. I always feel like I should be wearing an old Victorian gothic style dress..sitting my moon and candle light while reading your words.
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On Tuesday, November 7, 2017, dwells
(4177) wrote:
No good deed goes unpunished Sol. Can't save them, all and lose our self. Cheers my friend - Dan
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On Tuesday, November 7, 2017, Lazarus Ominous
(93) wrote:
SolApathy, I can feel the darkened claws reaching out from the darkness. Lazarus Ominous
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