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Though I'm alive,
I cannot breathe.
A solid creation,
but, alas, a figment of your imagination.
The ghosts are alive,
And memories dying.
Shattered glass from the
deadly,
enchanting,
time-slowed
fall.
- by arachna8itch |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/19/2008 |
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- Title: Memories
- Artist: arachna8itch
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I wrote this for English9
I got a 100 on it, and I actually quite like it.
Though I'm not completely sure if slowed is the right tense for where it's at in the line..... - Date: 07/19/2008
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- savethesandman - 07/20/2008
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maybe decelerating?
btw, i'd also give you a hundred. :> - Report As Spam
- NefariousShark - 07/19/2008
- the pic really helped to put the setting in place. It's a good poem.
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- iEpic-Face - 07/19/2008
- I liek it. Good job.
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- supi_kun - 07/19/2008
- perhaps time-slowing?
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