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Depression's Sonnet, Bronze ~ Odin 12 |
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Jul 20 08, 22:43
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Posts: 11,505
Joined: 15-June 07
From: Springfield, Louisiana
Member No.: 446
Real Name: Larry D. Jennings
Writer of: Poetry & Prose
Referred By:Just wondered in.
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Depression's Sonnet
Why move when there’s no place to go for it’s all filled. Black waters flow, and I, perched on a pinnacle of loneliness; an empty soul
without another one’s bright light to guide me through this starless night. No one to understand that this is but a bottomless abyss
that swallows heart and numbs the mind beneath its cold mailed fist… unkind. Lost little thing, that no one sees; for there is none who can appease
or plea for mercy to abate this hellish pain. It’s much too late!
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