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. . .fragments. . .
By diavolessa
Scorch the pages
…from a diary long forgotten
from a girl long dead…
yet, remember the sound…
from the song of an atrocious scream
I remember to look up…
pink umbrellas are falling from the sky,
yellow saucers are shattered on the pavement
reflections of a boy hug the sky,
tears suffocate the dream
while the children of tomorrow walk alone
The unknown becomes truth
This is my destiny
this calm madness
that has swept nearly all way
this joy is squeezing my chest
the madness is giving me peace
odium making adore
Even for those that never were,
Even for those that never saw,
They all got me…
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They got me fragments to piece
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Copyright dia
Published on Thursday, June 17, 2004.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on ". . .fragments. . ."
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A former member wrote:
sorrowful grey infused with splashes of color..very cutting edge
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On Sunday, October 10, 2004, Ravenblade
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wrote:
wow, I loved this from beginning to end, and again I never wanted this to end, I just wanted to keep reading, and feeling the way I was....>Raven
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On Thursday, August 12, 2004, urbanhumility
(1158) wrote:
insightful, articulate, artful........well done my friend..........urban
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A former member wrote:
"while the children of tomorrow walk alone" ...well done i like this peice...your abstract interpretations delight me... I-S .Azz
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