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Poem> "Another Feat For Death"

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  • Samantha
    Bury these broken memories beneath grimy dirt infested with slithering snakes and crawling cockaroches that eat away at their moldy residue. They are dreams
    Message 1 of 1 , Jan 22, 2007
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      Bury these broken memories
      beneath grimy dirt
      infested with slithering snakes
      and crawling cockaroches
      that eat away at their moldy residue.
      They are dreams and hopes
      of better points in time
      when history's gloom would not lie heavy
      and happier glances filled the deepest holes of uncertainty.
      These precious memories of old
      are now the grave's keepsaking
      and a generation's lost chance.
      They are the food of the beasts and crawling critters
      but their misuse is real and their hush never heard.
      Never realized, only formed to die
      as each day also passes away to the grave.
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