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Post by frankievon on Nov 17, 2011 6:35:04 GMT -5
My thoughts are all vain bound but untamed, Enslaved by my conscience my minds playing games, Immense driven process so vast in the darkness, Existence seems vague regret diseased plague, That aligns my cerebral membrane...
Reality and dreams commerce and they scheme, Confusion is whats lies between. Sanity's facetious as I solemnly leash this, Being whom referred to is me...
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Post by Larsen M. Callirhoe on Nov 18, 2011 0:33:17 GMT -5
this a magical poem. you are great at getting your message conveyed to the reader. I like what i have read of your poetry writings. By the way nice to met you.
victor
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