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Returning what Iâve despaired before

Member since 2002 · Posted 25 Jul 2004 · 4 comments

Began to shed tears What so everâ¦ Upon ashes of vanished years Of feeling the same thing As I died yesterday Reborn today Among malicious faces Oh Again and again Sighs after sighs Being witness of transience within paces To grave yard Then and then Little by little Perished and moldered Under depths of earth For materializing to another day From the despairing seed To High beak sky It causes Iâm failing upon the void Returning what Iâve despaired before

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[n/a] Prince of Void 25-Jul-04/1:16 PM Reply

The Despair haunted the eternity
I canât walk awayâ¦I still rule the chaos as prince of void

[6] Shardik 25-Jul-04/9:13 PM Reply

"To High beak sky"

Sir, you are no beaker.

[6] Shardik 25-Jul-04/9:15 PM Reply

I was once fell into the void, but lucky for me, I was just hallucinating, and it turned out to be my my face in my omellete and a clean nickle of spank.

[n/a] Prince of Void › Shardik 31-Jul-04/2:44 PM Reply

My childhood has been haunted by the void of illusion and mysterious worlds
i never figure out what it is...
the world i saw it was shapless grey
and people were like that...i know i cant explain
..whatever it's
it's between me and other sides