Impermanence/Deliverance
These things are a part of me
in blood and ink
A wise man told me
that he was going to die
He never said that it would be fine
but, he did say he was going to die
When things happen
they do so without form
But that in itself
is a form
I am not a Advocate
I just find solace in this
Nothing to Everything
its all the same
But don't be trodden, no,
rejoice!
For when your dark
and all the light seems to fade
Remember
its all the same
The End
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Impermanence/Deliverance, which
was posted on Aug 26, 2011 by
Anathema.
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"A very personal poem, a lyrical composition of current situations, past experien..."
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