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Elixir

Sick of new beginnings
Sick of all this rain
Sorrow rests on cloud nineteen
Sick of my distain

The hollow rides the emptiness
The space is far too vast
Flickering in candle light
I am burning out too fast

Without hope, I cremate myself
Without love, I'm ill
I grow sick inside the bottle
With no wine to fill this shattered glass
I am drowning fast

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On Wednesday June 13th, 2007, carlosjackal (1699) writes:

"With no wine to fill this shattered glass"..killer line to a wonderful piece. Love the brevity, the clarity and simplicity with which you pull it off. Plus you're the first poet I've known who writes short pieces that Colin (Magic Hatter) drools over :)

On Wednesday June 13th, 2007, carlosjackal (1699) writes:

All in all, fantastic =) -Carl

On Thursday November 23rd, 2006, The Zebra Warrior (2409) writes:

Troy...you leave a gaping hole here, I miss you big time buddy, love to see you come back and post - you have a gold membership man...I'm drowning mate, please come back......

On Friday June 2nd, 2006, Anna Helianthus (1148) writes:

this was so rhythmic, i could read it over and over.."i grow sick inside the bottle/wih no wine to fill this shattered glass"..gorgeous images, with a beat that struck me as melancholic. very beautiful write, troy. a post from you always makes my day :)

On Thursday June 1st, 2006, Collective Amnesia (243) writes:

beautiful imagery, amazing ~Tamara

On Wednesday May 31st, 2006, The Fool (1001) writes:

"Without hope, I cremate myself" that just tore into me and ate me up. I wanted to swirl in this to better understand what you feel, your just incredible ~nightly

On Wednesday May 31st, 2006, evolve (2293) writes:

You are such a visual writer. It perplexes me.. I think the must lines reflect images off one another and the rhyme/flow acts as a bit of a mirror..? "Without hope, I cremate myself/Without love, I'm ill"..

On Wednesday May 31st, 2006, evolve (2293) writes:

I often wonder if your mind whispers with words so achingly precious. Deeply impactful. ~ June

On Wednesday May 31st, 2006, dp_whipping_girl (406) writes:

good stuff, emotion observed well and powerfully; haunting too. the kind of piece i like; also some sweet lines in there. ty for sharing! ~pf

On Wednesday May 31st, 2006, The Zebra Warrior (2409) writes:

sombre man..I feel this way too. What next then?

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