my pain is what keeps me awake even when i'm asleep,
cries follow me like shadows that haunt me,
like truth that plaque my thought's,
i contemplate no moments,
no conversation is my secret, but course,
darkness howls seep into my mind, like the memory of childhood dreams that are long forgot,
my vanishing of the here and know, vague,
urge keeps motion,
my search has lead me to the hint of humanity, my hands hold my head, every whisper is heard,
i can only bold up in knots, so that the insanity of it all will fade away,
to the rescue of thought's that are of the utmost,
my anthem cries, as it guide this moment,
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Reviewed by Al Swanson (Reader)
Reviewed on August 29, 2004
torrid, to say the least Deb, to have that haunting continuously, it s like you were following the bleakest catacomb, some far away dungeiion, and in there bemoaning such sad befallen state, loved Al
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