Sorted Segregation,
into burning disintigration,
horrid compassion
that needs filthy passion.
Along with vivid breathing
wide eyes in despair,
pain ticking throughout the body
all for one satisfaction.
Red Lips quiver
brittle hands start to shake
heart beat increases,
while the complexion decease's.
Strapped in one nightmare
no longer normal
rocking back and forth
a small crease in the brain.














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"Life's too mysterious, don't take it serious." Mary Engelbreit
"No mind is throughly well organized that is deficient in a sense of humor. " Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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"Life's too mysterious, don't take it serious." Mary Engelbreit
"No mind is throughly well organized that is deficient in a sense of humor. " Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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Dance is Silent Poetry
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Dance is Silent Poetry
it seems to run all together at the beginning in a spiral of words that tumble over one another .
inclining the reader to read faster and faster; not so much taking in the content, but just the lovely tempo .
at the end one reads it over, and it is as beautiful as the fast paced anticipation led one to believe .
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these paper trails, they come back round. to cut me down, again.
-OH THE MIRTH-
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