Empty Pit Of Infinity

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Empty Pit Of Infinity

No passion,
No pleasure,
No glamore,
No glory.
No trash & no treasure,
Your dammed to this story.
You cant have your dreams,
From nightmares so gory.
It's not what it seems,
Your life is just boring.
You spend your time snoring,
You sleep it away,
And somehow you're affording to drink every day.
Inside you it's storming,
Theres lightning & thunder.
In your mind it's been pooring,
Your souls going under.
Deep beyond deeper,
You're slipping off track.
Can't hide from the Reaper,


Japheth
You're not comming back!

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

1LostGypsy’s Poems (23)

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Enjoy The Show 5
Dreamin' Awake 9
The Grass is Always Greener 4
Less Is More 7
Home 5
The Blind & The Guilty 2
Days Become Longer 5
Empty Pit Of Infinity 1
Drama 3
Letting Go 8
Jaded 0
My Ambiance 2
Challange 2
A Hero's Legacy 4
The Self Made Man 1
Intimidate Me!! 4
Mimic 5
Memory Lane 1
First Page 1
Adventureus Ant 2
To Each His Own 32
Trajic 2
No Such Thing 8