WASTELAND
the
heart is cold
all the life is gone
the flesh eaten
from the bones
dead to the world
you
are a wasteland
heart is cold
all the life is gone
the flesh eaten
from the bones
dead to the world
you
are a wasteland
WASTELAND
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
I NEED YOU | 0 | 12/02/2010 |
I KNOCK ON YOUR DOOR | 0 | 12/02/2010 |
I CAN'T HOLD ON ANYMORE | 1 | 12/02/2010 |
THE LIGHT IN THE DARKNESS | 0 | 11/02/2009 |
LOOK UP | 1 | 11/02/2009 |
BLACK WORMS | 1 | 10/15/2009 |
SO LONELY | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
NOT IN CONTROL | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
BLACKNESS | 0 | 10/15/2009 |
ALL THE WORLD IS INSANE | 1 | 03/04/2009 |
FUTURE | 0 | 03/04/2009 |
IMMORTAL WHISPERS | 1 | 03/03/2009 |
DEAD WITHOUT YOU | 0 | 03/03/2009 |
TEARS NO LONGER FLOW | 0 | 03/03/2009 |
COLD WINTER | 1 | 03/03/2009 |
WASTELAND | 0 | 03/03/2009 |
I AM THE VICTIM | 0 | 03/03/2009 |
I SCREAM DO YOU HEAR ME | 2 | 03/03/2009 |
SOMETIMES | 0 | 03/03/2009 |
DRIVING | 0 | 03/03/2009 |
TEARS FROM THE SOUL | 0 | 03/03/2009 |
PAINTING ON EMPTY CANVAS | 0 | 03/03/2009 |
NOTHING IS THERE | 1 | 03/03/2009 |
Slowly | 0 | 03/02/2009 |
Drink From me | 2 | 03/02/2009 |
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