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Old April 6th, 2007, 03:51 PM  
Dameon
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Default Re: Poem: A time to die

"Beauty"

Skin deep
Sillhouetting the outline of exhistence
Defining
a contradiction of common belief
Misleading
Down the path of self-worthlessness
Abandoning
in the Dark alley of Dignity
Saving
with convalescent might
Corrupting
through it's evanescent light
Completing
the infinitive void
Ashaming
-object of "perfection"
Surrounding
"Death" at every door
Addicting
-always wanting so much more

Beauty is a dangerous force
The reaper of souls
Bringer of remorse

Unfortunately it doesn't exist
- a figment of immagination
Bringing all to a "place of rest"
So why are we still deluded?

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"Idle hands are the devil's plaything"

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