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Grief
Apr 3, 2008 23:06:29 GMT -5
Post by Ivan Carswell on Apr 3, 2008 23:06:29 GMT -5
Grief wears many faces, sorrow sings a solitary tune to nameless stars, clings to sanity in grains of sand on seaward reaches – strands too bleak for man who walks despair.
Silence is a sombre chorus screamed, a tomb-like sense where disembodied voices ring, anomalies of emptiness that brings unease surreal in its profound cacophony.
Drowned in misery that seeps through seamless cells surrounding lost belief, bound in catacombs that reach beyond the corporeal, despair that sinks beneath the bottomless.
No ever easing heartache where no manic madness brushing cares away, drear and desolate the atmosphere, which face of grief you wear today? © 22 March 2008
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