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paul
paul
Mar 07, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Cruelest Game

 Toiling inner beings

With endless opportunities

 Lips laced with rapture

 Leave victims secluded  

 

Eyes that bore witness

To the viscous departure

Cry no more, this night

 

Let time do its part

In the cruelest game

Known to man

   

No words seem soothing

To an aching soul

Only memories that fade

Into the unending night  

 

Emptiness seems overbearing

As it smothers unfortunate souls 

Leaving them gasping for air

 

Startled by the silent hours

That become days and years

 Sunsets replaced by tears

Seeking paradise

 In the saga 

 That has no end      


— paul, Mar 07, 2010

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Region, Country: New York, USA

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poewriter58

16 years 3 months ago

Paul

What can I say to something so well worded , I tried to find error and found none. The pain came screeming through well done Chrys
weirdelf

weirdelf

16 years 3 months ago

Strong work!

Your words resonate beyond their meaning, hauntings of pain. Wondering about the line To the viscous departure viscous is perfect, drawn out like a slomo nightmare, hope you didn't mean vicious. Cheers, Jess, reprehensibly irrepressible
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Skybones777

16 years 2 months ago

hello...

very deep...Poem.. "No words seem soothing To an aching soul" ...makes me think... ...i been there before... Peace...LatEr8^)
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Skybones777

16 years 2 months ago

ooo...i forgot

to give you the 5 stares on this Poem...