So, Nanachi and I sat down, and wrote lines in response to eachother. We had a theme in the beginning but it got slighly derailed. Though I'm really happy with the end result
We ended up doing one line, and then the other did a line. I did the uneven lines, and Nanachi the even lines. (I did line 1, 3, 5 etc, and he did 2, 4, 6 and so on)
Nanachi is a good friend of mine in WPC, the Wolf Pack Clan. We're a rather relaxed gaming community, find us at
www.wolfpackclan.com 
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Wretched, these false feelings in my mind
Holding me down in a tight bind
Nobody can help me, I'm among the blind
My death papers signed
Yet, I'm not dead, am I?
Or was death just another lie?
Much like these lies in my head
Maybe it's good that I might be dead
It's easier, this realm that I now tread
Where the souls of the restless are never fed
But I shouldn't want to be here
There are others; up above, who miss me dear
And the other way around, I wish for them to be near
But all I'm allowed is a swift peer
And down I go again, pulled away
Back down to the depths of decay
Where I sit forever, and am forced to stay
Is this where I will eternally lay?
Will I ever get the chance to get back up there?
To breathe that sweet, sickly air
To feel the wind blow through my hair
And to have all my relatives stare
At my body, moving once more, completely bare
A new born, taken from the mother's lair
After all my effort, a new world unfolding once more
Maybe this life will be worth living for
Topic: From Death (Read 978 times)