tired

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  • Sadness

    tired

    The reverberance of your echoes woke me to an icy cold warm in comparison to you.

    And your laughter rings an awful triumph as I struggle to free myself from your claws.

    And still, I can't escape.
    And still, you win.

    The weight of the emptiness nears immobility while the weariness settles deep into my bones.

    I am tired.

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    magicmanzz commented on tired

    07-27-2009

    i like the way u write we should write together read mine and let me know what you think thanks mark

    WordSlinger commented on tired

    03-20-2009

    Power prayer will revive ya

    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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