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I can not curb the awful thought
The sinking feeling that all is for naught
That all is for nothing and nothing’s forever
Blind in a darkness where I can not be clever

The words that slip
right through my fingers
A rhythm unbeaten
an echo that lingers
A whisper, merely
tickling my veins
My senses straining
for all I can’t tame

As I wallow in this nightmare, unreal
Hating the thought that I can no longer feel
Hating all that is nothing, for nothing is hate
Blinded by this darkness, a self-imposed state

For all that slips
away from me
This unbeating heart
far, far from free
Such whispers taunt
and always deceive
Straining for strength
struggling to believe

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Furphy

Joined June 2008

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Artist's Description

I haven’t written anything in so long so I am rusty, to say the least. More or less just clearing out the cobwebs in my mind so I can get to the good stuff……….

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