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Wells Run Dry

Contributed by kamelion on Wednesday, 31st August 2005 @ 11:53:49 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

I visited this well along time ago
I remember my first time
The freshness, the taste of such pureness. It was sweet smoothness
Honored was I to drink from such a well
Its senseless intoxication had drunken me by barely a sip to the tongue
I have drawn from other wells none like this
I continued to visit. Looking forward daily to my fill
Spellbound was I. It was magic all overvisions of it I have seen
Each time each sip I was filled
My pail runneth over
It became an obsession my frequency to drink so often
The chest has become more swollen than the gut
This well once visited, was unforgettable for me
Selfish I am now not so much then
This well is mine I wish for it to be mine
It has my health my heart my life my strengths Mine Mine Mine
I found it or perhaps it found me
I am not the only one who has visited apparently
A hangover as suddenly taken over
The well is slowly running dry
Some days it seems hollow and my pail appears empty.
Yet I return for a filling. Maybe to receive or not achieve
I know there is still something left cause I try to preserve it the days before, the nights before, weeks, months years.
But sometimes the well appears to have already been visited
Feeling empty. I remember my first time only to return
One day this well may fill meonly me
But still has not.
I wonder if I am to ever be free from the spell of this well

Copyright © kamelion ... [ 2005-08-31 11:53:49]
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