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Swirls of light... (Other) by DevilTmptrss

Swirls of light and dark inside my head close in on me, I am dead. Flowers of thought and dream crushed by the feet of everything. Walk the straight line, never fails crumbles to ashes, everyone bails. Powder of death sits in mouth, no water to wet it, no way out. Bitter and dull, sitting in chains, eyes stiched with black and festering veins. Reaching and wanting, grasping for straws, everyone wants some, break out the claws. Crying and weak, nowhere to go, freedom is gone, everywhere no. Feet paralyzed and broken no way of speaking, nothing spoken.

ChaseValentine 27-Apr-05/2:48 PM
ABAB rhyme schemes are almost never good. It comes off as forced.




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