(no-title poem)
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the world is in the attic
above my head.
a door
in the floor
the key in my throat
wishing to speak.
a window for me
dirty behind people
that are locked doors
i can't open.
the attic is heavy
with old memories and
a leak in its floor.
can you hold it on your shoulders?
keep it in your fingers?
the clock on the wall
is counting minutes
when it will all
slip without
of all our reach -
...Woah.
Sisi :3
That was deep. Beautiful, moving, and riddled with emotion. Seriously, that was...remarkable.
I guarantee a win if you submit it to a contest :3 -
(: Thanx nikki! I really loved your Regret poem. It was really beautiful and inspirational in a way, I really loved it!
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That was wonderful! I love it! :D
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You hear shrieks and cries
Yet only one dies
In the dead of the night
You have no knowledge of fright
Should you run?
Should you hide?
Just go away.
These laws, you shall abide.
Blood is spattered across the floor
The murderer, he wants more.
Should you agree,
he will let you flee.
Don't be afraid of the dark,
For this sight will leave a mark.
Oh and Nikki_Know, I see you EVERYWHERE! (your name, not YOU) -
smartgirl115 JuniorTwilight...
it grows stronger everyday.
The happy days are gone to dust.
Let the good times rust.
The world is at
its fateful end.
No more love, happiness,
peace or friend.
Grasp today...
grasp tomorrow...
for a terminated life
is tortured sorrow.
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