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Click hereLike a slow torture,
Each heartbeat,
Each breath expelled
Pulls us closer to the disintergration
of hope;
The only indication of life
Is slashing its way to get out
But stuck still
Beneath the prison of the flesh,
Encumbered with the delusion
That the chance is just waiting to be
met.
Outside of this facade,
Just skirting the fringes of our
dreams,
Laughs our souls' desire,
Taunting,
Daring us to truly live.
The spirit is willing ~ even if uncertain - wanting to soar - to break free of its chains...
The spirit is willing ~ even if uncertain - wanting to soar - to break free of its chains...
Bit of a metaphorically cerebral piece from the deepest corners of Lit's archival vault.