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My World

The sky is dark, the sun is black stone The ground is burned, the world is raining with sadness The moon is black, the flowers are dead The green is brown, the blue is red The joy is misery, the love is hate The living are dead, the pure are lost My dreams are gone, my hopes are hopeless My life is nothing, my life is empty My life is this… And this is what I live in

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 2/22/2011 6:56:00 AM
Thank you all very much! I do appreciate all of your comments.. And to who is worrying about me I am a lot better.. I wrote this poem like 4 months ago.. Now I am a new man.. :) Thanks again to all of you
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Date: 2/21/2011 9:05:00 AM
Very powerful.....thank you....
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Date: 2/20/2011 8:53:00 AM
Tomorrow is another day. Perhaps things will get better. You described a day all humans would like to forget.
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Date: 2/20/2011 6:30:00 AM
Your write here is what most poets I believe feel at one time or another... Thank you for always stopping by an reading my work... Michael
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Date: 2/18/2011 5:47:00 AM
You have written a sad poem full of beautiful words, so something in you is very alive and amazing and not so empty I think~~
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Date: 2/17/2011 7:07:00 AM
Vividly sad, Sami. Gosh, I hope you don't really feel this way! There is still alot of beauty in the world, but I know what you have described is what depressed people feel. It also sounds like a description of the world after the Apocolypse! Thanks for reading my poetry. LUv, Andrea
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Date: 2/17/2011 6:44:00 AM
Create. Change. It can be done. Strong lines.
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