Memory

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by May Aizelle, Oct 28, 2005.

  1. May Aizelle

    May Aizelle Member

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    I am but a memory
    a peice of someones dream
    I am something that never fades
    Another price to pay

    A whispering in your ear that haunts you
    A dream never to be reached that taunts you

    The taste of metal on your lips
    The blood you swallowed in tiny sips
    The screams taht resonded in your head
    And now the memory of me is dead
     
  2. cara27

    cara27 Member

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    wow thats really great! beautiful use of words..
     
  3. Midget

    Midget Senior Member

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    I like it. :) It's very descriptive...I can taste the blood and hear the sounds. :p
     
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