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Whimsical being
show me your face
ever deceiving
you inhabit no place
always walking
never sleeping
never talking
always creeping
haunting my dreams
draining my life
you've created a world
so filled with strife
as I sit here today
empty and inert
you're compelled to go about
causing much hurt
I was but the first
of many to come
I hope to stop the worst
though I'm slowly becoming numb
I've lost my will
you've taken my mind
I hope you're very happy
and quite satisfied
- by akurei kyousuke |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/19/2008 |
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- Title: Poem for Auguste
- Artist: akurei kyousuke
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Description:
this was inspired by a book i read, called Terminal Games.
i know its not a good poem, but hey, why not give it a shot - Date: 12/19/2008
- Tags: poem auguste
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Leprosy Breakdance - 01/15/2009
- The rhymes do seem a little forced, but it's still an admirable 4/5, which is a better rating than most of my poems.
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- B-B-B-BeanCup - 12/19/2008
- don't waste the taste don't force the rhyme
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- A Taste of Fate - 12/19/2008
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i actually thought it was good. i liked it...
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