RuthlessA Poem by dangerboozeEchoes from the past Murmurs of the future Whispers in the present What is this torture? Laughter born of malice A grin from the feeling's own Brash is the thunder The roar in its tone Ensnared by terror Intoxicated by lust Struggle in this moment Torn asunder through mistrust Live in yesterday's lessons Yearn for tomorrow's teachings Ache to escape from today Jealousy's miserable preachings.
© 2010 dangerboozeAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on June 21, 2010 Last Updated on June 21, 2010 AuthordangerboozeCAAboutI'm a lazy writer. I write what I feel when I feel like it. But to be more specific, I have a constant case of writer's block about pretty much every thought that I can think of or even consider. .. more..Writing
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