OK, here it is, or some of it. It's unedited as of yet, I'll go back and do that when I have time. But I'd like to know what you think of the rough stuff...e-mail me, if you have time.
Desperate, mindless thoughts
Swim around almost unheard.
The confusion they create is
destructive and unavoidable.
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Unescapable darkness settles over, creating a
dimensionless space of where time ceases to exist.
A candle burns, but only to create in lighting the darkness
for there is nothing else to light.
Caught in a quiet, graceful world of dreams,
where peace exists on such a high level,
it's almost unidentifiable.
There is no breeze, nor heat, nor cold.
Nor any other external stimulus.leaving a feeling of serenity.
A doorway appears and to enter through would mean
to loose the peace, the darkness, the salvation.
But not to enter though means a lifetime of
never knowing the other side.
The candle extinguishes.
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Not done yet
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Not that great, but hey....
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Open to thoughts created in vain...shamed by the temptation that I created...
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Empty moon, silent lake,
Burdened stars reflect thine eyes.
I take it all in and I know I am here.
the night enters my senses,
It floods me, and I do not mind
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Blinded by my own fear, I can only grasp what life may bring.
Bathed in bright yellows and swirrling oranges. Eccentric reds, and sometimes even
scenes I've never seen.
Another world exists there, and I only get glimpses,
as if looking at a reflection from a bad angle.
The story isn't whole, but I can't see the rest,
due to my own fear,
and the fear of others on what would happen if I did.
A child's mindset leaps from a body far too old to be mine.
I open my eyes and return to life.
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