Looking back i recollect
dark memories within-
Fine lines intertwining purity and sin
I shudder at the thaught
of my future destination-
every second etching closer
to
a
crumbling
deterioration
Sleep.
Stand.
Sit.
Such trivial motions-
monotonous life
A fuming potion to my emotions
Struggling to see the light-
don't want to kcab Kcart
An evident crack-
pulsating panic attack
Alas! I have returned;
hanging
from
life's
grand canyon
Surviving off the breath of poetry
Truly yours
Lyrical companion
Dejavu
Started by LyricalCompanion, Jul 15 2010 03:55 PM
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