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Walking into a web of desire,
The feeling of love takes me higher.
A burning sensation like fire,
Compels me to never deny her.
Some strange sense of intimidation,
Followed by pain and pleasure's creation.
Nothing would cause the same degradation,
Integrity's compromised, from separation.
I walk through the trails in the forest nearby,
To reflect on the what, and to dwell on the why.
Unable to conjure solutions, I sigh,
Thoughts start to wander like stars in the sky.
Somewhere along the downtrodden path,
Overcome by a feeling of rage,
Screaming and shouting, acting so daft,
As if I were a book, and you ripped out the page.
On this small sheet of paper, I write.
All of the wrongs I've done, I right.
Everything that disturbs my peace,
Will soon meet its origin and cease.
Listen not to the words of the masses, for things are not how they appear.
All I can say is enjoy yourselves, try to have nothing to fear.
The only thing worth having, is someone to hold near.
Don't take anything for granted, or you'll lose what you hold dear.
- by INFJ Demeanor |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/19/2010 |
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- Title: Mashed
- Artist: INFJ Demeanor
- Description: Poetry inspired by randomness.
- Date: 12/19/2010
- Tags: mashedpoetry
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Comments (4 Comments)
- ZCorruptedDevilZ - 01/10/2011
- cool
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- xem the friut - 12/23/2010
- wow huuuge props on that one man infinity/10
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- Kimiko Owl-Rider - 12/20/2010
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I love this poem. The words are truly inspiring and they flow together very elegantly.
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