A sin, is it really something you can be born with...without choice or reason it is something you are born with. Prejudice don't help that much either...and niether does more lies....


Its a born Sin

Spitting lies again,
Gates o' grin and sickening
Step by step I descend

-In mind of past
Physically stiff and frozen,
Nostalgic fear, drown me fast

Step by step I descend,
Breathing under its shroud again
Gates o' grin locked with lies,
- I find me sickening....




Poetry by Sithre Lateralus
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Written on 2006-06-02 at 07:51

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Hey!
It looks like my namesake beat me to the first comment. All is good. I have to amen his comment as your use of repetition was well-placed.
And the content is worth tomes of thought and deliberation. I'd say this takes self-denigration to the next level.
2006-06-02


Frederick James
Your repetition really adds to the effect. I like that about it.
It's a somewhat sad peice and you've pulled it off very well.
2006-06-02