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Thoughts From a Grave Thinker
There was a time
When the world
was bright
When every waking hour
Resulted in a smile
Or wink
There was a time
Where thoughts were not real
Nonexistent
So therefore
I did not think
I followed the tide
With uncanny pride
Not questioning
Who
Or
What
But now that time
Is long
Long
Gone
Leaving behind
Only ashes
And
Soot
There is now a time
Where the skies are dark
And every awful day
Results
In a screaming session
And every sky is a dreary grey
Now there is a time
Where father death
Has taken my soul
And I realize
Even carefree
Days
Of freedom
Come with a pricy toll
Very nice.
I would say this is easily one of your best works so far! It flows well, rhymes where needed, and perfect conveys a heavy weight of emotion, nice work! :)
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Hmm...
I highly appreciate the fact that this is one one of my least favorites and it's one of my best. Just goes to show how much I have going for me. THANKS you soiled my dreams AND lowered my expectations! ;)
a.D.h
"...screaming session..."
loss, just loss.