Agony

Agony

A Poem by Suavis_Umbra
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Agony at it's truest form when infected by it.

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i find myself sitting in agony,
so- i take the journey
into my world of dark shadow;
where everything becomes so narrow.
I wake and sleep.
I fill the pot,
where the corners of my heart are so apart,
and though my tears flow true and deep
the memories will never seep.

© 2012 Suavis_Umbra


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Amazing, I got that shiver, thingling again :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Suavis_Umbra

12 Years Ago

thanks a lot! :D :D im happy you like it :D

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Added on September 20, 2012
Last Updated on September 20, 2012
Tags: agony, pot, sleep, apart, seep, deep, journey, narrow, dark, corners

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Suavis_Umbra
Suavis_Umbra

Terra, Dark Corner of the Earth, United Kingdom



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