When?

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    When?

    I can't see through the haze
    All I can do is gaze.
    The darkness envades
    As it persuades.
    I feel it all slipping away
    As I wander along.
    This day is long and draws on.

    Is the end near?
    As I fill with fear.
    I wish i knew
    I want to break through.
    The strength within
    Is beginning to wear thin.
    I am unaware
    Of how much more my soul can bear.

    So to you this I plead
    As I kneel before your lost memory
    Have mercy on my mortal soul.
    I am trying to carry
    All that you throw my way.

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    WhenWin87 commented on When?

    10-23-2009

    This is very true. I like the fact that you ask questions as well as demand questions.

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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