The End.

The End.

A Poem by Rainbowpikmin93
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A poem I wrote under the influence of deep depression, which oddly is when I write my best (in my opinion).

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As my mind slips my thoughts drift, I'm having my last memories.. Things I know, things no one knows, things that die with me.. Questions left unanswered, answers left unsaid.. My love, once bright and prosperous, now fades to dark.. On this note I feel I've begun to take my final breath.. Something I've done so many times, and each in half a second; but this finale seems to last one hundred years more.. Time slows and my thoughts drift, I've had my last memories..

© 2010 Rainbowpikmin93


Author's Note

Rainbowpikmin93
The lack of stanzas is meant to be symbolic of the cluster of thoughts occurring within a small amount of time.
The photo is at this link: http://bldgblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/drains-of-canada-interview-with-michael.html

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Added on July 6, 2010
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Rainbowpikmin93
Rainbowpikmin93

Martinsville, VA



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I'm a pretty casual writer, so most of what I post will probably be old. I'm not sure what else I could say about myself, other than my being a senior in high school, and a native to southern Virgini.. more..

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