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Continiuos Poem from Creed Members
Ok, this is an idea I got from a poem site. One of us starts a poem and others post and continue with it. Since I'm only capable of dark, someone else can start it and then other's can continue w/ it, even if it gets funny or awkward...sound fun? Hope so, have an awesome day everyone one!! ;)
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To weak To cry to strong to die Im sick of the world and all its Lies~~~ :)
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Tears from the sky fall from the skies above as the thought of mercy falls down with the thought of the lies.
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inside i dye but lies will always be the reason that tears fall from the sky but i have learned why the reason why the heaveans cry
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It's just an ongoing clamber of raindrops on my outside porch, an ongoing sound of dread, with no answers.
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raindrops echos inside my head to remind me of the pain sometimes i feel i have lost more than i have gained but for now the anwsers will remain the same
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Nothing are they, not a sound, not a presence, not an act, the answers remain nothing.
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Forever dripping into my soul
They rip and tear,they take there toll There empty droplets,nothing more They cant end sorrow and they cant be the cure (was that ok? i have no clue what im doing,haha) |
dripping, drowning
turn me around swirl my existence bury my crown |
Drilling deeper
Endless hole Bloodless keeper Stare so cold |
Darker,
deeper, Final hour near, Send those eyedrops made of fear gave them such fragile wings... Send them up to heaven, but heaven was just too high, I watch them falter against the sky |
they falter and fall as if they are ancients, as if they know all about the world,
yet they don't understand |
They don't understand the journey we take,
As we walk through this land The pain we all feel That's written in the sand |
i walk alone from were i stand theres no one there to hold my hand so i will keep my voice silent as it makes know sound
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