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The Shock of Deep Revelations
Abstract hazel eyes, intensity in a disguise, sincerity inside a surprise- barren hands... whispering startling lies. When the time of death expires, do not fear, for even in the times of unknown speech sincere words can resound- I need not days of retribution, just moments of clarity. I fear not congruency, yet stumble upon cramped prisons, caught in the obscurity of an asylum. When the time of death transpires, I ask for peace of mind- for even in the most difficult minute, I shall fear nothing… except the shock of deep revelations. I wonder and ponder, creep and squander, and in the most astonishing breakthrough, I sense the fear amongst the hands that hold faces that stupefy and stun. When the time of death feeds my desires, amazement and bewilderment seep from my veins, like an intravenous needle prick- dripping down into oblivion. On the floor I fall with my hands over my face, wondering why I ever thought... I could be loved at all. Poems That Paint a Picture Silent One September 11, 2017
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