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twisted
pulled in different directions, the paths become unclear
attempting to conform, shadows dance in the midnight air
unanswered questions turn me into a void
in search of sanity, my thoughts to others somehow annoyed
sorrows spoil to unleavened uncertainty, the canvas blank,
no thoughts come to play, the fields green with envy
forgotten angels beckon me, my memories return and taunt me
no reservations, adapt to conclusions amidst this vast abyss
tormented, twisted, what else have i missed?
attempting to conform, shadows dance in the midnight air
unanswered questions turn me into a void
in search of sanity, my thoughts to others somehow annoyed
sorrows spoil to unleavened uncertainty, the canvas blank,
no thoughts come to play, the fields green with envy
forgotten angels beckon me, my memories return and taunt me
no reservations, adapt to conclusions amidst this vast abyss
tormented, twisted, what else have i missed?
Published 15th Jul 2010
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18th Jul 2010 8:30am
18th Jul 2010 7:39pm
Tahnk you for the comments. Glad to know people still relate my twisted forms of writing. I write what I feel and sometimes it takes an odd turn. Check out the one I posted today and let me know where it takes you. Again, thank you, Lost Prophet, JD
