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Insanity...
I'd feel wasted
In a world; placid
And I breed on its open ground.
Where reality splits and muffles out uncertainties
and my intentions are real as can be.
With a feeble mind
that broods dreams and casts onward
upon the waves of a mental figment.
I press into sufficient minds where I creep and harbor
necessities drain and I disrupt
You try to refrain from the onset of slaughter
But you are so far gone
once corrupt
In a world; placid
And I breed on its open ground.
Where reality splits and muffles out uncertainties
and my intentions are real as can be.
With a feeble mind
that broods dreams and casts onward
upon the waves of a mental figment.
I press into sufficient minds where I creep and harbor
necessities drain and I disrupt
You try to refrain from the onset of slaughter
But you are so far gone
once corrupt
Published 7th Oct 2013
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7th Oct 2013 1:09am
I am addicted to motion, & this sometimes gets me into trouble. Open ground is my thing. I have a problem with subtleties often, & come straight on without fully considering the consequences, & corrupt myself to no return. I think I might find myself identifying with your piece. Working on that as we speak, heh! We have to learn. Nice combination of emotion & thought you put in this work.
8th Oct 2013 00:11am
This was a pretty strong n very interesting write
I gotta say, I'm impressed! :)
I gotta say, I'm impressed! :)
4th Jul 2024 3:57pm
Insanity is always around all of us. You just need to control it. Great write and I noticed back in the day, you never wrote comments.
You rule ASD!
You rule ASD!
5th Jul 2024 00:11am
Haha yeah. I used to just submit a poem and then disappear for a few months. I didn't realize how much people like to talk on here
5th Jul 2024 1:31am
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