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passage from the metaphysical detainee
suffering
when is inflected
spins the mind 180 degrees
happyness to sudden pain
love to burn
releasing toxicating suffacating tormaint
taunting you to search
an escape
out of the dungeon
where reality is contemplated
and preceptions precieved
(in the dungeon)
tremberling hands grip
unseen bars for the dungeon is dark
an imprint to the soup of the heart
cold frigh fills the only bed fit to sleep upon
till the gate is locked
until the gate is opened
when is inflected
spins the mind 180 degrees
happyness to sudden pain
love to burn
releasing toxicating suffacating tormaint
taunting you to search
an escape
out of the dungeon
where reality is contemplated
and preceptions precieved
(in the dungeon)
tremberling hands grip
unseen bars for the dungeon is dark
an imprint to the soup of the heart
cold frigh fills the only bed fit to sleep upon
till the gate is locked
until the gate is opened
Published 26th Apr 2012
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26th Apr 2012 8:23pm
I don't think I could even pick a favourite part out of all that- it's amazingly described and so easy to picture the grimness of it throughout!!!!!!!!!!! Then that ending- such an impact!!!!!!!!!!!
26th Apr 2012 8:57pm
