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Solitude, Forever, I...
By Spiritus_Frumenti
Solitude,
Bereft of endless affinity, undefined spirit,
Carrying burdens with no origin
Owing itself to an idea,
A marvelous fancy eager to devour the world
Forever,
Memories wither immensely, souls sacrificed,
Wanting to believe in hope
With tears much denser than the life we hold
Much heavier than the hands of God we were told
I,
Embracer of the cold, mind nullified,
Seeking reason in a place without truth
Mourning crimson on a ground so crude,
Eroded by the painful sighs that have passed here...
Copyright © Juan Antonìo Thomas, 2005
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Juan Antonio Thomas
Published on Monday, February 21, 2005.
Filed under: "Reflective" and
"Poetry"
Comments on "Solitude, Forever, I..."
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On Friday, March 11, 2005, urbanhumility
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wrote:
your words are eloqent even with there latent content.......truly you are felt here...........urban
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On Tuesday, February 22, 2005, Anth
(1133) wrote:
the second and last verse are breathtaking, this perhaps your finest work in a while, reminded me of early norwegian black metal in a way
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A former member wrote:
this most definitely deserves to be read out loud.
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On Monday, February 21, 2005, DarkDruidess
(326) wrote:
words that ring with truth always hit the hardest...and this hit me like sledgehammer...beautiful
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A former member wrote:
wow..so close to home..I can feel the emotions in this write. I myself write somewhat similar to this. Very good write!
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On Monday, February 21, 2005, Solace
(1069) wrote:
Burdens with no origin...The endless loss...The wistful sigh at something that never was...but just might have been...like bathing in sorrow and displacement...wonderful...
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