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With intentions of peril,
And times of disease,
My urges from temptations,
My soul unplesed-
With hatred and rage
And hearts undone.
In a metaphoric stage
My battles unwon.
To try and break free
To try and stay sane.
My spirit feels tired,
My efforts in vain.
The emotions now hidden
My pain not shown
With pleauses non-existent,
Misery calls me home,
Intentions so strained
And thoughts turned dry.
I am to love...
As tears are to my eye,
Never to see
The true form of mind
Which haunts my dreams
And refuses to unbind.
With frustrations to lead
And disappointment to trail,
My only contingency-
Have i really failed?
From first to now,
This was my last chance.
In neophytic ecxitement
I was caught up in a trance.
But now I retire,
Responsibilities are shattered,
My strenghts are depleted.
The battle never mattered-
Merely a test-
For the heart and the soul.
But thou shall not reveal
These legends untold
With exiletation of hate
Thou's freedom darkness cannot take.

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by jomichelle

Silences Unbroken

( Posted by: playboy [Member] On: April 28, 2004 )

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