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hidden storms (writer's block)
storm receding, my mind Bleeding (4) (4)
Thoughts into verse (4)
in them Reflecting, this dire neglecting (5) (5)
of Fragmented curse (5)
the Whispers come pouring, as lost from exploring (6) (6)
Throughout lyrical rain (6)
the coarse music comes Driving, the mad upbeat is thriving (7) (7)
lending meaning to this Pain (7)
Published 15th Nov 2009
| Edited 23rd Jul 2016
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15th Nov 2009 10:26am
Love this piece. What meaning would life have if it wasnt for poetry? At least from a writers point of view anyways. It is a reason for being, the need to create can be consuming.. Well done!
