Bard
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Post by Bard on May 22, 2008 23:07:40 GMT -5
THE DEVIL’S SHAME
I’ll be writing a frenzy, now Because I don’t know how Else to expel the overflowing Feelings that lead to nothing Of much significance except That I can’t get rid of it
Is he right? Have we not changed? And then if thus, from when does The same begin? At what stage Do we pretend? I don’t know How to tell.
He went the length I considered But went farther than I managed But yet not far enough and I Think to myself that if I had the courage That he had, to try I would have been successful, I think Because I knew what pills to use I’m not sure which part Makes me most unhappy. I’m not sure whether I still wish I’d had The chance to try and die Or that I wish that he’d finished it or why
Since he tried there was a story to be finished or begun If he’d died I could have understood it as I wished But since he’s alive he has the chance To write his own story
I do wish I could finish a story Any story Any story at all
Is that fair of me?
And Now I Feel The Devil’s Shame Of Trying Too Hard And Failing The Same Were It Only Written Our Part Would Be Strong But Since It Is Living We Are But Wrong
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Haley
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Post by Haley on Jun 7, 2008 0:15:43 GMT -5
Wow, this is excellent! The last stanza has been haunting me for a week.
No criticism from me, this was amazing.
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