Wednesday, February 27, 2008

The Painted Walls Of Destitution Comments

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I stare into the grit of the paint looking for the answers,
All I can trace there is the lies that I lived.
My dreams are adrift in this concrete jungle,
They float away on hints of smog and anger.
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Emily Damm 27 February 2008

'Am I frowning or am I content in madness' I thought was very well said for I feel that question bouncing around constantly in the boundaries of my mind. 'Resurrected tortures of the past again haunt me' This is once again another powerful line. It shows (to me, at least) pain, sorrow, and guilt. This poem is my favorite from the rest of yours, I enjoyed the great read! **Also, thank you for your comments on mine! **

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