crawl
By mysticventures
On hands and knees I crawl
In the very depths of hell
And
Buried, bruised and bleeding though my soul may be -
I crawl on
Blinded
by the sulfurous fumes of my existence -
I crawl on
Choked
by the belching pollution of society's ills -
I crawl on
Tormented
and tortured by souls more lost than I -
I crawl on
Groping my way through life like a zombie in placid delusion -
I crawl on
What fortitude is this that drives me ever onward
I cannot say
Yet
Instead of curling up to die in the oozing stinking slime that is my world
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I crawl on
And on
And on
And on
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Copyright 2004 mysticventures
Published on Tuesday, July 27, 2004.
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A former member wrote:
Keep crawling on, big guy! Don't stop until the Grim Reaper comes! Then you can crawl away from him, too! ~Meat~
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On Tuesday, July 27, 2004, sixsixnine
(476) wrote:
fuck i love this piece! i'm trully loving it* i'm making a copy of it for keeps this is incredibly powerful to me.. i think i'm ......(thought not spocken) *669;)
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On Sunday, August 1, 2004, sixsixnine
(476) wrote:
NOW YOU'VE GOT ME SINGING THIS! LOVIN IT! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*669*
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On Tuesday, July 27, 2004, elisa
(1595) wrote:
This poem defines preserverence...Great write:)
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On Tuesday, July 27, 2004, Anth
(1126) wrote:
Groping my way through life like a zombie in placid delusion - I crawl on ...liked that part best, a strong write.well executed