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Though Death Lingers
Dull as morbid corpses
That litter neon lawns
Tired and tortured
Slowly by emotions
What a fine death
Surrounded, captured
Motionless plants
All plastic
Vibrant
Too vibrant
Artificial life
Artificial love
You hug me
Then ascend
In some space
Transcendent
Of reality
A dream?
No
A nightmare
The fear is deceased
I've murdered it
The dread is decreased
My heart slows
My soul is released.
That litter neon lawns
Tired and tortured
Slowly by emotions
What a fine death
Surrounded, captured
Motionless plants
All plastic
Vibrant
Too vibrant
Artificial life
Artificial love
You hug me
Then ascend
In some space
Transcendent
Of reality
A dream?
No
A nightmare
The fear is deceased
I've murdered it
The dread is decreased
My heart slows
My soul is released.
Published 15th Oct 2017
| Edited 16th Oct 2017
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16th Oct 2017 10:10am
expression
fine.dark.
S2 is pure gem.
"What a fine death
Surrounded, captured
Motionless plants
All plastic
Vibrant
Too vibrant
Artificial life
Artificial love "
last 3 lines..are but a treasure.
fine.dark.
S2 is pure gem.
"What a fine death
Surrounded, captured
Motionless plants
All plastic
Vibrant
Too vibrant
Artificial life
Artificial love "
last 3 lines..are but a treasure.
16th Oct 2017 10:29am
Your words of kindness and respect are held close and dearly appreciated. I am thankful for your stopping by and reading my expression. ~anonshadow
