HallucinationsA Poem by Wraith.A spasm in dimension Like a flame to a nerve Delayed convulsions Diverging conjunctions Frayed out motions Crawling through tunnels A head blurred in movement Like an overexposure Tightly clutching the compounds of nothingness It's true I wasn't conscious The sensation of a sky turning black Black mass making the air static Lost resistance as the circuit paralyses
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1 Review Added on November 20, 2014 Last Updated on November 20, 2014 AuthorWraith.warwickshire, United KingdomAbout“I have absolutely no pleasure in the stimulants in which I sometimes so madly indulge. It has not been in the pursuit of pleasure that I have periled life and reputation and reason. It has been.. more..Writing
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