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These empty halls so thick with silence
The raging roar of sorrow’s violence
The faint echo of lives at a distance
Doors open and close feeling no remorse
How bleak and mild and pointless it all seems
To sit from this perspective
Basked by the only light in this educational darkness
Able to see the end of these empty halls
Thick with silence and the raging roar of sorrow’s violence
And know that I have the choice to go back and be an echo of a life

 

 

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I was in class yesterday and once again in English we had to analyse suicide! OH JOY! We had to take Hamlet's to be or not to be b.s and translate it to modern terms. Naturally, I stepped into the hall to gather myself and yea that hll is eeire! It is dark and almost windowless, minus a few windows all in one corner where the couches are, pretty much no one wonders the halls and all the doors are closed so it is dead silent, aside from the odd raised voice from time to time, a door opening or shutting here and there, and the reall loud angry sounding furance, silence.

Did I mention I hate shakespeare? Cause I hate shakspeare!

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©23 November 2011 - 3:21pm — running_with_rabbits
23 November 2011 - 4:10pm — pikurpoison
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I love it

Funny how love and hate share such a thin line the hate of Shakespeare made you write something that I absolutely love!
I'd even make it my facebook status, if you don;t mind?

25 November 2011 - 6:05am — running_with_rabbits
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oh also I am honored that you

oh also I am honored that you liked it enough to set it as your status so thank you :) (this is me blushing right here)

Much Love

Ashley

25 November 2011 - 6:04am — running_with_rabbits
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love and hate are one in the same

ahh funny you should mention the thin line between love and hate. the best advice I was ever given was by my dad. After my first real big broken heart. I said that I hated my ex, and my dad replied, ahh naturally you do, that is because hate is love gone sour. they are the same feeling, but one is felt when you are happy, the other is felt when you are so hurt by the one you love that you do not know what to do with all your love, your love gets angry and hate is born. to this day that remians one of the most profund thinsg ever said to me. I fully believe all emotions are spectrums and love and hate are opposite ends of one feeling.

I am glad you enjoyed the poem and by all means make it your facebook status! if you would like you can add me to facebook and tag me in the status update so I can like it :P

Much Love

Ashley