The End!

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
My perfect fantsy...was just an illusion...!

Submitted: August 13, 2010

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Submitted: August 13, 2010

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Further
into the realm of sorrows
dwells my soul,
deep into the rivers of pain.
Caught up
in a dense oasis
and comes
like a swift wind of sand
bearing with it
tidings
unhappy and sorrowful.
Knocks on my door
a petal, soft
but
catches fire, and hatred
leaving ashes.
My hands uncontrolled
dig a grave for myself;
Empty, shallow
and soaked with rain.
Alone, I lay,
cold, trembling
waiting for death
with broken trust
and nothing to look back to.


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