poemranker ::Dexpression by Roisin

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Dexpression

Member since 2002 · Posted 15 Jan 2003 · 2 comments

Hazy muggy waterfalls Of blackening lava Trickle down the sides of my mind Constricting my thought flow Paralyzing my mind. In a crowded room Everyone is an assassin. Eyes seem a threat, Conversation stifling. My handshake Limp and clammy Reads me, Weakens me still. Smiles lie, The grimace behind each one weighs me down As I float towards indifference.

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[n/a] Ranger 15-Jan-03/5:53 AM Reply
Ye-es. Not sure what to make of this...maybe another read will do it justice.
[8] thavimatola 28-Sep-03/10:23 PM Reply
Hope you feel better, Roisin.