Morning Poetry: Doubt
December 27th 2010 10:17
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Forsake the vibrant, bond with hollow
Embrace the sorrow of lost tomorrows
Limit the unlimited
Drink till inhibited
The nectar of hopelessness
Soliloquy of insecurity and lost purity
Caress your opus with flames of torches
Abort conception of verbal weapons
Abstain from the undressing and ravaging of hope and direction
Dull perceptions of perfection, march to acceptance
Find solace in the palace of lost dreams...
Then birth the malice and evolve to coward
Breathe...
Inhale the...
Catastrophe, apathy
Pain
Blasphemy, savagery
Same
Acquaintances, grievances
Change
Nothing to less and inject all the stress or just aim...
High...
Exhale...Thrive
Embrace the sorrow of lost tomorrows
Limit the unlimited
Drink till inhibited
The nectar of hopelessness
Soliloquy of insecurity and lost purity
Caress your opus with flames of torches
Abort conception of verbal weapons
Abstain from the undressing and ravaging of hope and direction
Dull perceptions of perfection, march to acceptance
Find solace in the palace of lost dreams...
Then birth the malice and evolve to coward
Breathe...
Inhale the...
Catastrophe, apathy
Pain
Blasphemy, savagery
Same
Acquaintances, grievances
Change
Nothing to less and inject all the stress or just aim...
High...
Exhale...Thrive
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