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whitescatter
Feb 14, 2010 ⭐ See this poem's read count — a supporter feature

Isolated Me

the roomside got some hell on it
the venom of insanity haunting the chill to my feet
whenever i'm drowned in this ocean of hate
i see the eccentric sky always disturbing my faith

alone in a world of darkness and frost
and the world i live is the place i hate the most
wiping these bloodsheds, hiding my tears
lonely is really me tyo whom nobody cares

SIN, SADNESS,HATRED-this is what it is
this is my whole life means..
and DEATH!! the only escape for this!
only i fear to end up in such ghostly distress!!


— whitescatter, Feb 14, 2010

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Region, Country: Laguna, PHL

Favorite Poets: William Shakespeare And the NeoPoet Family

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Diatom Shells

16 years 5 months ago

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I found this to be full of passionate remarks where time and death coincide within each other. And of course loved this line, "only i fear to end up in such ghostly distress!!" well done!
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 5 months ago

Ann of NorwayThe rhythm

Ann of Norway The rhythm needs to be pulled in a bit "me tyo whom "? "bloodsheds," no s ever. "this is my whole life means.." this doesn't make sense, what my whole..... "the roomside got some hell on it" don't understand this! I still like its content but it needs sorting out a bit, don't you think? Love Ann

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