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I used to have dreams,
Used to have hopes...
But look now...
A pool doth spread 'neath thy feet,
My soul drains thyself from its now useless cage,
Never shall to return-eth
Back to the celestrial plane it leaves.
With the empty shell I hath became,
Blank, barren, dead-like of a life I now take.
Casted away like rats in the larder,
For ways to keep thyself walking on,
Beaten and battered, I take my leave under unforgiving glares.
Left aside, invisible doth I become,
Alone with rumored sins I made not.
Truth I doth seeked,
Truth I hath found...
Washed, cleansed tis be thy body of soul, of hopes.
Turned by society, even those their might they give,
Thou light be covered by clouds of mind
Shall become one of the fallen;
Lost in the shattered sanctuary of thy heart.
- by Deadlylight6 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/27/2010 |
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- Title: Shattered Sanctuary
- Artist: Deadlylight6
- Description: of all the poems i write, this is one of the very few that i tried to use old english. since its of the few, im still new at using old english, so please tell me if i used it correctly or not and how to fix. the poem here tells of how i once felt in my painful past. but some things are better now, some can never be. comment and rate!!
- Date: 09/27/2010
- Tags: shattered sanctuary
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Maria J Harper - 02/22/2011
- This poem is really depressing, BUT I <3 the use of old English. Shakespeare probably wrote stuff like this when he was depressed.
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- morticia45896116 - 10/29/2010
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this poem is really amazing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i love it
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