Echoes of a Broken Past

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This piece is not so much a poem, but a thought, a regret, something that was written in my daily thought process. I geuss you could say that by reading this piece, you would reading a shadow of a thought; a glamour of a dream, a missdimeanor of darkness, that can not be ignited, for it was put out once it was thought of.

Read it and tell me what you think I geuss?

Submitted: December 10, 2008

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Echoes of a broken Past
By, Steel Edge
 
To everyone whom is lost in translation,
And every lost conversation;
To every tale that stood untold,
And to every ember that has grown cold;
There is an oath,
A violent swear.
That will eventually clear the smoke filled air.
And put the bloody beasts to bed,
So I will finally be able to rest my heavy head;
Upon the silk sheets of forgiveness and rebirth.
And burry my shattered skeletons underneath the frozen earth.
My guilt and shadows will disappear,
But will my true spirit reappear?
Maybe.
Or maybe not;
Or perhaps just until my fragile spirit finally rots.
 


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