Torn

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    Torn

     Losing grip on my sanity
    having to choose between
    heart-filled emotionless affection,
    or a life of contempt agony from
    mutilation deep inside my fragile existence.
    My aching soul heeds my progress
    through this labyrinth of despair,
    blinded by a lustful thirst to decode
    the intricate fabric of time
    wickedly infatuated by the lost spirits
    betrayed and restlessly fettered to tainted soil.

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    sincere commented on Torn

    08-27-2009

    Wow, very deep just like I like it. So sad and yet so full of truth for those who can relate. I like this alot!
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    Cielo commented on Torn

    06-17-2009

    This is twisted! As I read this I feel myself slipping into a dark place in myself. Your words "blinded by a lustful thirst to decode" is a powerful statement. Good stuff.
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    Mikoto

    06/17/2009

    thank you. feedback is always welcome.

    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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