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This is my day
my ligh of a thousand screaming nights.
This is no scar,
This is my festering tomorrow.

Where is the science in my madness?
the revolutionary equation.
Where is my revenge for sanity?
This is my bleeding sore of jealousy

I have no skeleton,
only a bitter shell
of nothings and broken promises.

Now this is my goodbye.
An all day revolution of my will.
A constant consequence of my lost actions.

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The following comments are for "festering reality"

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...prefer this to fluffy bunnies - but that's just personal preference. Your tone and diction offer a lovably disturbing picture of brooding meloncholy, and for that I commend you. I think that if this piece were to focus on a particular object, that is, if the piece were less abstract, then it would be ten times as powerful. Great stuff nonetheless.


( Posted by: strangedaze [Member] On: October 16, 2004 )

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