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Numb
In sync with the hours of the moon light;
growing more numb with each night;
these screws have never been wrapped tight;
searching for where I belong;
searching for a place to barcode this soul;
a reasonable prison; where currency rules one's life;
as one remains numb and silent through the hype;
just to afford breathing room....
Published 1st Sep 2017
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Hey Peace, this is beautiful for a sad soul but too negative for a positive thinker. I can feel it and relate to it because sometimes I am the one "searching for a place to barcode this soul".
But I would rather be like the one who gallops one the horseback and shoots down a circled eagle....anyway, I like it. RoseJasmine
But I would rather be like the one who gallops one the horseback and shoots down a circled eagle....anyway, I like it. RoseJasmine
6th Sep 2017 2:24am
thnx. I appreciate your feedback. I like your concept; I'd like to see myself in a similar way also....I tend to see myself almost from a "lone wolf" perspective though not as ambitious;
I suppose you could say I tend to seek the path of least resistance....
