Like a sea that has no shore

by WarriorOfTheBrimstone

Published December 25, 2008

This truth is like a sea that has no shore,
Chaos infinite in heart and mind:
That you should once have been, and are no more.
To me you are as lovely as before:
Your voice still sings of life, your eyes still shine.
This truth is like a sea that has no shore,

An agony no reason can endure,
A knot of pain no passion can unbind:
That you should once have been, and are no more.

You died because some drunken bastard bore
Across the barrier of one thin line.
This truth is like a sea that has no shore:

That I cannot your battered face restore;
That all my love for you cannot turn time;
That you should once have been, and are no more.

We are all on a death march, numb and raw,
Driven on as loved ones fall behind.
This truth is like a sea that has no shore:
That you should once have been, and are no more

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Snoink commented Comment · Feb 19, 2009

*LOCKED*

Plagiarism.

WarriorOfTheBrimstone commented Comment · Dec 25, 2008

By a sea without a shore I meant that it will be a grief that will have no end for me because I loved her with all my heart and If i accept she is gone, the pain will never cease

darko.demark666 wrote a review Review · Dec 25, 2008

WarriorOfTheBrimstone wrote:
This truth is like a sea [s]that has[/s] no shore, ...with... Original idea...
Chaos infinite in heart and mind:
That you should once have been, and are no more. without comma
To me you are as lovely as before: why the ":"
Your voice still sings of life, your eyes still shine.
This truth is like a sea that has no shore,

An agony no reason can endure, what do you mean by that?
A knot of pain no passion can unbind:
That you should once have been and are no more.

You died because some drunken bastard bore
Across the barrier of one thin line.
This truth is like a sea that has no shore:

That I cannot your battered face restore;
That all my love for you cannot turn time;
That you should once have been, and are no more.

We are all on a death march, numb and raw,
Driven on as loved ones fall behind.
This truth is like a sea that has no shore:
That you should once have been, and are no more



I love last stanza... But I didn't quite understand what do you mean by sea without shore? Is it like "house without grounds?"

I loved the rhyme. Yes, call me crazy but I loved it....The rhythm is also good but it can be better (try rearrange and change some verses and stanzas)...



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