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Shadows
By Sparadic
darkness is what flows ever
be forgotten peace sickness
lost days and rotting minds
cries of fertility swarm the air
pick your piece
it’s all for open auction
what would please you.
When the hour is near
is there light?
Or shadows
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© 2006 Sparadic
Published on Thursday, December 28, 2006.
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"Poetry"
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A former member wrote:
"When the hour is near is there light? or Shadows" - amazing line, resounds somewhere inside of me, and a question I've often asked myself...but you seem to have articulated it better :) nice job ~silver~
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