entangled in my private prison
my mind and my heart
are not mine anymore
i can barely find any relief
among charcoals and smudged scrapbooks
the pain grows deeper
as if every second spent in this wasteland
had absorbed every tear i'd ever shed,
just to accelerate my nervous breakdown
no movement
entwined in my own blurry thoughts
my body and my soul
i cannot claim anymore
i can hardly obtain any solace
among sentimental treasures and fading melodies
this emptiness is terrifying
as if every dream i ever had in this no-man's land
had been emulsified with every fear i'd ever felt,
just to confiscate all of the peace still left in me
no rest
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[link] , member of *hellas
anyway... nice image.. you're really good. I like your poem.. depechs some of the things that's still cooking up inside of me.. heh.. a good end to the poem...
just to confiscate all of the peace still left in me this single line just stuck to me..
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let me be in your dreams all i wasn't in your reality
the image is nothing special, believe me.. it was done in few minutes, just to fill the gap... thanx anyway...
.......i feel that way... i am too tired even to go to bed.... and i have to wake up early to go to work too..... *rolleyes*
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let me be in your dreams all i wasn't in your reality
the image is nothing special, believe me.. it was done in few minutes, just to fill the gap... thanx anyway...
.......i feel that way... i am too tired even to go to bed.... and i have to wake up early to go to work too..... *rolleyes*
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let me be in your dreams all i wasn't in your reality
the image is nothing special, believe me.. it was done in few minutes, just to fill the gap... thanx anyway...
.......i feel that way... i am too tired even to go to bed.... and i have to wake up early to go to work too..... *rolleyes*
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let me be in your dreams all i wasn't in your reality
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let me be in your dreams all i wasn't in your reality
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