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No redemption
I wander the hills
Where the wild winds blow
And curse the gods for their tyranny
Is their vengeance fair or just
For the lies i told
And names i curse
Now my feet are sinking in the mire
My heart is screaming
And my head is on fire
The whole world stops and stares
And whispers gently
There's no redemption here
Where the wild winds blow
And curse the gods for their tyranny
Is their vengeance fair or just
For the lies i told
And names i curse
Now my feet are sinking in the mire
My heart is screaming
And my head is on fire
The whole world stops and stares
And whispers gently
There's no redemption here
Published 24th Nov 2013
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24th Nov 2013 2:59am
You did really good illustrating the panic and loathing in this. (At least that's how I saw it.) And it's good. :)
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24th Nov 2013 3:50am
I'm always interested in redemption themes. Some of the best poesy is on this subject, & one of the very reasons poetry even exists, at least in my view.
There is a self-loathing quality here than screams hopeless, but it's my personal belief that only the absolute worst are beyond redemption. I have hope for you, even if you do not.
It does often feel like the whole world has stopped to stare at you, doesn't it? Good work, staggerlee. Thanks for sharing.
There is a self-loathing quality here than screams hopeless, but it's my personal belief that only the absolute worst are beyond redemption. I have hope for you, even if you do not.
It does often feel like the whole world has stopped to stare at you, doesn't it? Good work, staggerlee. Thanks for sharing.
