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Aches
Contributed by
zeberdee
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Sunday, 22nd April 2012 @ 08:24:16 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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I slip.. slide.. slump
Through endless pedantic tasks
Sucking away energy like a vacuum pump
Like a pale zombie hiding my sickness with masks
Greeting with cold handshakes and smiling with fake teeth
With roots from the tree of evil growing deeper
Like a coughing compulsive smoker trying to breathe
With lungs of unfulfilled ambitions
I'm strangling the soul aches
Like a fugitive making bad decisions
With fear in my eyes and involuntary shakes
While my thoughts trap me in a corner
Like a self-loathing mourner
I fill up with the worst kind of self-doubt
And hope for an out
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zeberdee
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2012-04-22 08:24:16] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Aches
(User Rating: 1 ) by northernlights on
Sunday, 22nd April 2012 @ 04:23:29 PM AEST (User
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With lungs of unfulfilled ambitions,sometimes you can neither feel the pain nor the joy everything is just to be got through and it drains your lifeblood from your face and you are left with palour and life fatigue,Great descriptive poetic lines as you communicate how this feels. |
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