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Eternity’s Requiem
I am the voices of the night that cringe in fear that our sound will not be heard.
I hear those who are lost cry out in pain for the longing to know what is real again.
I see what has happened to myself, being lost in eternity’s requiem much time overdue.
I say the words I will never hear my lips say so long as I can breathe.
I cry violently over the regrets that haunt me for all my days.
I am a broken lost soul forever wandering in the realm of the sacred.
I am the one you will never see; never remember for all your time on earth.
I feel as a broken toy smashed and shattered from a lonely child.
I try to regain myself only to see that I forever lay in millions of pieces.
I dream that life as we know it will cease to exist and we will all be comforted by the grave.
I am nothing but a stone heart shattered among the fiery depths of hell.[/font]
I hear those who are lost cry out in pain for the longing to know what is real again.
I see what has happened to myself, being lost in eternity’s requiem much time overdue.
I say the words I will never hear my lips say so long as I can breathe.
I cry violently over the regrets that haunt me for all my days.
I am a broken lost soul forever wandering in the realm of the sacred.
I am the one you will never see; never remember for all your time on earth.
I feel as a broken toy smashed and shattered from a lonely child.
I try to regain myself only to see that I forever lay in millions of pieces.
I dream that life as we know it will cease to exist and we will all be comforted by the grave.
I am nothing but a stone heart shattered among the fiery depths of hell.[/font]
Published 1st Mar 2010
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2nd Mar 2010 00:07am
...and the last line screams hopeless and bitter. Truly dark and loaded with sadness.
2nd Mar 2010 4:19pm
imagery along with a sense of longing for death. The different descriptions of the persona's hopelessness "broken", "shattered", "in millions of pieces" further emphasise the desperation felt and allow one to relate.
