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April 4th, 2001, 02:50 AM
#1
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Closing the black curtain
In front of me
Despising what?s beyond it
The fear
That lies with it
The shame
That I hide from
Stand behind the curtain
Can you see it?
Why is it there?
It has came for me
Thinking I can run
Thoughtless emotions
Crazed mind
Fixated on the fact
Death is near
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April 4th, 2001, 04:51 PM
#2
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This too was a good poem...just one question...when you say, "death is near" is that literal death or is death symbolic for something else?
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April 4th, 2001, 07:04 PM
#3
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I believe that it was death lurking behind everyone's curtain, one way or another. Death as in dying.
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April 4th, 2001, 07:12 PM
#4
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seriously, fuck death...
man, i used to write about death all the time..and all the other ideas that came with it......violence, beating ass and suicide....it took a real long time for me to grow out of that....I don't know..it just seems that it's the wrong thing to write about...for me anyways...but hey, it was release...as it prolly is for you....I just found it to be the wrong release...because the more the I wrote about it...the more I wanted it.....
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