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CONFUSION Whether are we, the knowledge of ourselves? Coined in the shadows, thoughts abound Noble are the efforts that rise like dough No!! Don’t call me anymore Echoes arouse suspicion in our eyes Fermented emotions attack like wild dogs Prolonged silence feeds the power of the wander Hark!! Who goes before the pain? Stalactite cells seal the fate Mired within my fogged interior Reveling oh so slightly by the words, poppin’ like corn I prose… Or pose Where am I to end?
Posted on: Sun, 30 Jun 2013 00:52:44 +0000

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