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One more time alone, one more time, oblige to face the ugly face of reality….
My crime is call love…
My punishment is Hope…
My sentence is death…
Embracing one world,
Embracing emptiness…

Your diplomas on the walls,
Portrait you ignorance!
So much about philosophy,
So much about nothing…
The true speak to your ears,
The true is far beheld…

This all thing must fade,
Fade away…
Like burning ashes…
Like the wind…
Goodbye, my beautiful fantasy…
Remember one day…maybe…

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last updated 16 October 2010 - 1:53pm
©12 September 2010 - 1:12pm — MargoT
22 October 2010 - 2:31am — running_with_rabbits
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I really liked these

I really liked these lines

"My crime is call love…
My punishment is Hope…
My sentence is death…"

and

"Your diplomas on the walls, Portrait you ignorance! "

 

thanks fio the share

 

Much Love

Ashley

22 October 2010 - 4:05am — MargoT
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10 years later

i am glad those lines made u feels, to be honest, i worte this poems more then 10 years ago...;)

Visual poet/ Libertine lost in a labyrinth of complexities, methaphors, searching for the essence/ Ink of life/ death to spell my syphilistic words on the page/ screen.