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NAH (Unfinished)
by Stephanie MyersFalling away from the realities
laying before the time awake,
foraged within dreams floating around
the conscious subconciousness.
Fantastic overloaded memories
filtered through the sunlit
forest;crowded with cobwebs and
skeletal eliminations with blood
gone cold.
Recuperating from the loss of
nothing important, but yet, something
non-important impacted into a fractured
dismal newaged hollow shade.
the words fail you as your screams arise
from the deep pits of despair - carrying an echo
throughout the lands filled with the blood boiling
keeping your rotting carcass animate
Hell - undefined by no one, defined by one - lleH01/24/2004 Posted on 01/25/2004
Copyright © 2024 Stephanie Myers
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 02/04/04 at 01:02 PM Captivating, and in this, intriguing piece of writing. Reminds me that life is what we make it, either Heaven or Hell, or in some cases a little bit of both. |
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