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Floundering
Contributed by
bobotheclown
on
Tuesday, 25th February 2003 @ 07:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Trapped behind these walls
Fuelled by my weaknesses
Fuelled by my chronic pain
Lost count of the reasons
Soundproof to muffle my screams
Soaring and stout to keep in my hermitness
Like some deja vu
Cut, clean up the oppressive mess,
Hug my knees to chest,
And collapse inwardly
From my forever tears
Sickened by the predictability
My words fall at my feet
Scooping them up I cradle them
Like a precious, new born baby
Only to have them flow away
Like water through my bruised fingers
Aching I watch them leave
Stumbling through every broken, tear stained mile
Tears come in a monsoon
Turning my path to mud
And there I like, face down
Crying, always crying, but never moving
To ashamed to show my face
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bobotheclown
... [
2003-02-25 19:00:00]
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Re: Floundering
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by venkat on
Wednesday, 26th February 2003 @ 05:21:05 AM AEST
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| ' my words fall at my feet ..... i watch them leave " these lines are very fine.. the feelings are very much deep rooted.. venkat |
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Re: Floundering
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by wyrd_faerie on
Wednesday, 5th March 2003 @ 11:31:54 AM AEST
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