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The End of the Epic

Oh what sorrowful time it is now,

Gather eyes of greed,
And hear for a man has passed in a dream,

Hear this news good people for he has been taken,
Taken into the infinite night of his imagination,
And behind him he leaves nothing,
But his verse,

To follow his path,
Would be pointless,
He searched for color because it exists,

Hear me good people,
With your eyes of greed,
Gather around those of you,
Who have torn hearts,

Perhaps you will be indifferent to such news,
But let us acknowledge that he now exists only in the mind,
What dull news good people,
For the Bomber has fallen,
And in his place the Harbinger has risen.

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Sorry couldn't work out to what this was about but if you put a note in the box provided then I will have another read, Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

Terribly sorry for the wait I've got lots to do at the moment. Don't wait up. I'll provide you with an explanation in the comments here sometime later. You can check again in a little while. Sorry again, I've just been preoccupied with a lot of important stuff.

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Still waiting LOL
the days have passed
the months have built their resistance
now tiz but a year or so,
I just wonder where you did go.
Join in these critique pieces they will help.
You cannot be alone
On this poetic journey
There is nothing to measure,
a worth against.
Let us in,
Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

Hi Ian,

I owe you that explanation for the story. It's been a while since I thought about this poem. I know that some parts of it have a dark atmosphere to it but really this one is about a sort of rebirth, a transition in one's life. I believe at the time I was inspired by some particular work and what trying to mimic the style of said work (Can't really remember what it was about). I hope that a year of waiting hasn't killed your curiosity of its message lol .

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I is 72 now so it will and has taken more than one year to kill my curiosity, I just feel that no matter what there is always a space for you to write to us here, sometimes it helps life.
The poets here are my extended family and not to hear from one leaves a gap..
Take care of you Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

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