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Thursday, June 9, 2005


   my poem of Darkness... my poem of me
Darkness…

For some…
It is a feeling of being lost…
The cold feeling under your skin…
… The breath of air you have lost…
The stabbing feeling in your chest…
The blind look you feel in other peoples’ eyes…

Yet for others…
… It is the feeling of seduction…
…the deepest lust in peoples heart…
The lost fantasy of the suicidal man…
…the cravings in the young girls mind…
The feeling more addictive then any drug…

For me…
It is many of those feelings combined…
Torn into…
Like a torture rack…
Pulling me into small glowing white strings in a dark room…
My light so dim against the black mist…

This is how I feel…
When I speak with you…
The lust burning in my heart….
That feeling tugging at my life strings…
This joyful pain…
Each tear down my cheek
Like acid rain burning though my soul…

this is how I feel…

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