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Fervid Soul
Contributed by
creactivity
on
Thursday, 2nd July 2009 @ 07:17:16 AM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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Primary endeavours to betroth ones mind and heart fail spectacularly,
A Painstaking lack of direction makes for scattered pieces of destruction,
Atmosphere is void of moment as moment is void of meaning,
And life bears vacancy for grieving,
While I question that we’re still breathing.
Catacombs of un-dead feeling writhe around in a maddening repression,
The heart of life would exhale a sigh of release if here was such thing as free,
A short multitude of hours tacked together inconsecutively,
They are walked along begrudgingly thus bringing me to here,
Callous misdemeanour and angst burns brightly on.
Solitude is a clinical magnitude of necessity,
The aide and the weapon of a dwindling soul,
The terror and the anguish,
Such a complicated canvas,
With a pen that’s burnt out.
Can you draw.
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creactivity
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2009-07-02 07:17:16] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Fervid Soul
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Thursday, 2nd July 2009 @ 11:33:42 AM AEST (User
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