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The Magics Gone

Contributed by unknown_utopia on Friday, 4th January 2008 @ 02:09:53 PM in AEST
Topic: anguished



I sit and I twitch
cause I am
having trouble remembering
how I have become so twisted
and so emotionally broken
that don't care about anything.
With hands made of clay
I exsist
in a burning confusion,
mentally swollen
from all the distortion in my mind
I am in a void
where there is nothing.

I don't know what to do
I don't know what to say
Rivers of tears flow
and I find it hard to explain
or paint a picture
of why I am in a daze.
Innervisions
no longer flow in my mind,
there is not a sound
there is nothing.

I stagger and I wobble
as
I search for what's missing
I'm sittin' and twitchin'
cause I am having trouble remembering
when....




Copyright © unknown_utopia ... [ 2008-01-04 14:09:53]
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Re: The Magics Gone (User Rating: 1 )
by Honey56 on Friday, 4th January 2008 @ 02:17:39 PM AEST
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Just paint you a picture "and Say"
This poem is excellent"
Smile...Very good!!

God Bless!!


Re: The Magics Gone (User Rating: 1 )
by elle on Friday, 4th January 2008 @ 02:34:33 PM AEST
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I really like this. It causes my mind to wonder about you, me and all our existance as a whole.elle.


Re: The Magics Gone (User Rating: 1 )
by musicXisXlife on Friday, 4th January 2008 @ 04:13:53 PM AEST
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O.o It's lovely. I wrote a poem called Magic is Gone, about something totally different, but I like yours better :)


Re: The Magics Gone (User Rating: 1 )
by TheGrimReapersHourglass on Saturday, 5th January 2008 @ 08:41:00 AM AEST
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I do have reminders-Do You Remember?-Good Poem:The Magics Gone:Comment From The Grim Reaper,DevilsPriest KnownAs Lord,Denver L. Jr.


Re: The Magics Gone (User Rating: 1 )
by needledancing on Sunday, 6th January 2008 @ 12:40:02 AM AEST
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How well you describe a moment in time that we have all hit at some time or another on our journey...it feels like we have found that great abyss...to the lost moments...then we flow out of it with the resignation not to return. Well done...




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