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Slow Crippled Crawl

Contributed by unknown_utopia on Tuesday, 3rd December 2013 @ 12:58:12 AM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



I am
Living on the edge of the outer limits
of the twi-light zone,
where talking heads
gossip on for hours
about things they do not know.
Laughing hyenas are giggling
as they watch the crippled pilgrims stumble and fall,
the mad man waters are churning
in a emotional whirlpool
'round and 'round I go.

I know that I have the power
to heal the hole in my soul,
In slow motion
mentally I melt for hours
because I am so crippled I can only crawl.
I resist the kiss of madness
that's calling me back to the under world,
minions of evil are watching in the shadows
laughing at me
as I struggle for control.






Copyright © unknown_utopia ... [ 2013-12-03 00:58:12]
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Re: Slow Crippled Crawl (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Tuesday, 3rd December 2013 @ 01:42:19 AM AEST
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-Wow, that's sad.
Great writing tho.
huggs, blessings, prayer,
emy


Re: Slow Crippled Crawl (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 3rd December 2013 @ 02:37:48 AM AEST
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I realize you have this posted under self struggle but OMG! what a great and brilliant sci-fi image it has.

Sorry for any struggle you may be having but it certainly inspired some great writing.


Re: Slow Crippled Crawl (User Rating: 1 )
by holderofthestone on Tuesday, 3rd December 2013 @ 04:10:12 PM AEST
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nicely stated utopia!!!!

you used some great images here and i like the flow.
great write!


Re: Slow Crippled Crawl (User Rating: 1 )
by Alkyman on Wednesday, 4th December 2013 @ 03:40:03 AM AEST
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This is AMAZING! I empathise with you. I feel like we're separated soul-mates just through this beautiful piece of originality. Thank you, Andy (Alkyman)


Re: Slow Crippled Crawl (User Rating: 1 )
by RussellReinhardt on Monday, 9th December 2013 @ 02:24:40 AM AEST
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Grate write. Huge war your raging however you will conquer. If its not worth dyeing for its not worth living for. Don't give up. Blessings

Greetings
Rus


Re: Slow Crippled Crawl (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Tuesday, 27th May 2014 @ 04:02:38 PM AEST
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the mind has a weirdness all its own when we
get in a funk, this poem portrays this feeling in
spades, the images are brilliant, like an enchantment
of the deranged, beautifully penned my friend,

hugs n' love nessa




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