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Bleak existence

Gone are the days when money
Equals happiness
My heart no longer raced
At the sight of your face

New horizons have turned ineffective
When once they were the purest ecstasy

I am nowhere and everywhere at once
Passion, paranoia, and pleasure at my face
Staring at me, taunting, and caged

Written by devveb

Published 12th Sep 2012

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Re: Bleak existence

philophecer

12th Sep 2012 1:07pm

Very nice! Really like it! The character lost of love is not that desperate to lose love to himself. And then there is no leaps from fever to cold in the poem.