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The sky turned black, and the seas are red.
The center of the only thing that matter has become dark and distorted.
What have I been looking at? My vision through the looking glass is altered.
I only see the black of the night, and the black of the day.
All that is bright is within my eyes, and even the pupils are fluorescent now.
The wall in front of me becomes closer and closer until I am blind to what exists beyond this path.
What shall be done about this? Nothing. What can be done?
- by erotico mollete |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/01/2008 |
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- Title: The Black of the Days
- Artist: erotico mollete
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Description:
Very metaphorical. More things about how I felt about my life at the time.
I challenge people to try to decipher my poems. - Date: 11/01/2008
- Tags: black days metephor bright
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Lost Kanae - 03/20/2009
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well something in your life had gone terribly wrong. reminds me of a takaki21 or something like that. you should share this with him.
You can't look at yourself the same anymore. Or maybe it's that you can't see.
I don't know, but i'm intrigued by this. any chance you would enlighten me? - Report As Spam
- hyna_myna - 11/02/2008
- cool..the best i hope^^
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