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Poetry and Song: Wandering Ghosts [August 7, 2009]

I been thinking to make this poetry into a song because I kept having the rhymes in my head and I don't why. The weirdest thing that this words and rhymes just sudden pop out from mind. The Chinese believe that the 7th month coming. And I wanders whether it all links?... Well let fates know...

WANDERING GHOST

In dark the hollow world,
He lays, With sorrow and pain in his heart,
Hear nothing but figureless voices calling out to him,
Muttering about death and Rage to his ears.

Feeling lost to himself,
Walking alone aimlessly,
Without a purpose or doubt where he's going.

In search of a light to guide him,
In search of rights for his existence,
Rather than being fear of himself,
Frighten by his own images.

Him,thinking about what he have doned,
A murderous intend he felt in his heart,
Murder, Killing he all he's thinking,
Wiping the world out of misery is all he wanted,
And End it with a Sucidal,
He regretted.

Alone now,
No real voices friends or foes could comfort him,
As he was blinded to everyone around him,
He kept wandering to this days,
Waiting for this world to end.
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posted by MarcusLazarus The Last @ 7:28 PM