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Avenging Treachery

Taking a walk, easy for some, But not for me, I couldn’t do it Thinking of the words, Why did I leave them, I am consumed. There is no hope for me. The constant haunting, Nagging, pushing out of turn I have to have them They are all I have left. Oh my sweet wonderful love Of my life, Where are you, take me away from here, Thy blazing blade, tearing, cutting, Gnawing, at consequences, of my life. The torment so majestic, so horrid, Overwhelming tyranny of my soul. Vermin waiting for burdens to unfold, Their appetites enveloping Waiting for their nourishment, Quell them I know not how. Solitary doom upon me. My words surround me now, I am protected at last. Nothing can break down the barriers, That protect me. Wrought words, A pleasant feeling of weariness abounds me. I can sleep now, I have made it through another night. EXHALE

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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