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Published: 2001-10-31 22:02:34 +0000 UTC; Views: 218; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 29
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Leave my body far belowa bloody broken cell of flesh.
A silent spectre in the shadows
I watch the lives of those I left.
Going about their daily lives
never giving me a glance
I reach into their deepest dreams
just to find a black expanse.
No fond memories of my life
only then disguised contempt.
Face me smiling, stab my back
My eyes go shut, my strength goes limp.
I thought I had so many friends
I told them all how great I was
The life so many others envied
Full of people, lacking love.
All through life I loved to think that
I'm the one they want to be.
But now in death I see so clearly
that no one mourns the Late Great Me...
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Comments: 9
porgylove [2001-11-26 01:47:00 +0000 UTC]
I liked your description, it could have been a piece of work in itself.
~now i see
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umbilikal [2001-11-05 15:26:59 +0000 UTC]
my thoughts are positive. The Late Great Me....I love that.
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crazymanbc [2001-11-03 05:35:08 +0000 UTC]
Good Poem, work palces like that is usualy factory's and wendy's. True, very true.
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sixwings [2001-11-02 03:00:10 +0000 UTC]
Hhhmmmmmm.... *one eyebrow raised*
If I didn't know you personally, then I wouldn't be so curious as to who you're talking about here...
https://sixwings.deviantart.com/deviation s
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faithwalker [2001-11-01 02:08:22 +0000 UTC]
Stout! I know somebody jyst like this.
Great insight! Well put!
Faithwalker
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sanguru [2001-11-01 00:01:36 +0000 UTC]
very nice poem. wonderful work, i really enjoyed reading this one. you amaze me every time.
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dor [2001-10-31 23:27:07 +0000 UTC]
/me is waiting patiently for your "Tree in the enchanted Forest" type poems! hehe
but this was good & true wes
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h41i70515 [2001-10-31 22:59:30 +0000 UTC]
hey what's up matrix. cool poem. I just got a temporary seasonal job, and it's cool because I'll never have the chance to get caught in any dramas of the workplace (hopefully). Finally a job where I don't have to be a stupid team player. of course it is only temporary. anyway...I'm sick of all the beautiful important people. wtf. cool poem. take it easy.
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