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My life, my mind, my pain
This inner horror
Juxtaposition to the right guardian
And yet here I am
Wound tight with fury
A rage so venemous
None shall approach and live
Memories of a past forgotten
So long ago, I see
The distance beckons
Always calling with alrerior motive
My distrust grows
And then I feel the death
Trickling down the spine of creation
No more lies, no more hate, no more me.
There is no changing in the darkness
A candle burns and flickers
Extinguished by the agony of the absolute
The hallway stretches
Obscure to the very reaches,
This thing of human emotion
Putrid sound and embrace
Do nothing and be everywhere
Of twighlights child it becomes
Reaching the edge of reality
Knowing nothing more than Fate
By this strange hand we are guided
Pushed and lured to doom
Travelling this unseen road
And there we stay
Lost in the void of imagination.
- COMMENTS
jara_jacobusabout 17 years agoAuthorI promise to spell check from now on. I'm a bad, bad girl.
LeBrozabout 17 years agoFury mixed into a scene of horror; only question is on the spelling of "alrerior".
Amyfriendabout 17 years agopretty well sums it up...Did you mean "ulterior motive" rather than "alrerior motive" also "twilight's child" rather than "twighlights child"
