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Unloved .

I sawed shadows  
purging my creative presence’s  
rendering silence  
In to a continuum (creature) of hopelessness,  
slithering besides blank cages,  
my hair pulls back my sincerity,  
patience bamboozled,  
reaching, grasping for tranquility in airy symphonies,  
my Neck turn into a petri dish landscape,        
an oceanic voyage bound by ambition.    
Written by Dataface00
Published | Edited 25th Dec 2012
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