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Mistress of Decay
I feel withdrawn
alone
sorrounded by others in this close, dark hall we file
d
o
w
n
to another empty
endless,
hallway
It's impossible to find new meaning these days.
I wish I could lie in bed.
And be with her.
Forever.
alone
sorrounded by others in this close, dark hall we file
d
o
w
n
to another empty
endless,
hallway
It's impossible to find new meaning these days.
I wish I could lie in bed.
And be with her.
Forever.
Published 3rd Feb 2012
| Edited 4th Feb 2012
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Anonymous
3rd Feb 2012 6:48pm
i loved the picture you used here and i loved your poem format the words are written well in this poem
7th Feb 2012 00:01am
Mysterious desire of decay,though carrying the soothing scent of being compensated with the satisfying accompany.Totally relate with it.
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