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Mortal Life
I am a crumbling tower
with every ticking hour
I can feel my walls cracking
that your demons are attacking
a bundle of swirling darkness
has left me heartless
the pain is now flowing through my veins
my heart beats becoming strained
my mortal life
now paying the price
dancing on the line of life and death
chocking on my last breath
with every ticking hour
I can feel my walls cracking
that your demons are attacking
a bundle of swirling darkness
has left me heartless
the pain is now flowing through my veins
my heart beats becoming strained
my mortal life
now paying the price
dancing on the line of life and death
chocking on my last breath
Published 14th Feb 2013
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14th Feb 2013 10:18am
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14th Feb 2013 10:36am
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14th Feb 2013 10:49am
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14th Feb 2013 11:26am
yes...
luv this...
so real that it made me thinkin
bout my mortal life... :)
luv this...
so real that it made me thinkin
bout my mortal life... :)
14th Feb 2013 11:56am
17th Feb 2013 5:33am
Original metaphor ? Very creative. I like poems like this. They remind me of the nursery rhymes my mother used to read me.
17th Feb 2013 12:48pm
