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Concentrate
Brain pounding inside a steal cage,
No light allowed to enter;
Blood of the past trickling in through nothingness.
A fog there for cover,
Numb the brain;
cease the pounding.
Panic setting in. Numb yourself, concentrate.
Pain of the lost on the brain; Numb Damn It!
Emptiness a wishful hope, light at the end...
Black ink spills over that light; back to nothingness
Numb the brain, Numb...
No light allowed to enter;
Blood of the past trickling in through nothingness.
A fog there for cover,
Numb the brain;
cease the pounding.
Panic setting in. Numb yourself, concentrate.
Pain of the lost on the brain; Numb Damn It!
Emptiness a wishful hope, light at the end...
Black ink spills over that light; back to nothingness
Numb the brain, Numb...
Published 24th Feb 2013
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Anonymous
26th Feb 2013 5:56pm
A beaut!
Love the attention to detail and the form used.
Well done!
Pen on, olive oil :)
Cheers
Tidespotter
Ps. And a lovely welcome to this cool site!
Lotsa fun awaits you....
Love the attention to detail and the form used.
Well done!
Pen on, olive oil :)
Cheers
Tidespotter
Ps. And a lovely welcome to this cool site!
Lotsa fun awaits you....
27th Feb 2013 1:09pm
6th Mar 2013 8:44pm
Thank you both. You both almost brought tears to my eyes this morning when I read these comments. I don't normally share my inner thoughts; thought processes. So to hear something along the lines of what it is, that both of you said; made my day, to say the least. Thank you again. =)
