Forgotten

Forgotten , and the age have forgotten me ,
I'm all hope but desperation kills me 
No matter how much i live or when i die 
i'm the evil and the evil is me 
Long i walked in to that hallway of darkness 
thinking about my heart's sadness 
oh evil spirits poses my soul , 
and leave me darker 
More and More
Ahoy , my heart with black tears , 
stop crying , 
and start the dark art 
start the art of music 
start the symphony of dark night ...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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Agustin Avatar
January 7, 2025 at 8:02 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Have a blessed New Year.
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January 18, 2016 at 1:55 PM
Sleiman, Awesome write, Thank You for sharing... SKAT...
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