OutsenseA Poem by ObscurityNoneHuh?With news arising from that place You travel along the familiar road Wishing you traveled elsewhere, unknown, I held the hand for long enough Jerk and tear and then you plea Fine, I have had enough too What seems so short, yet so great? Ended up being nothing more Than fate’s door opening a little window A window of separating one from themselves For the purpose of that which we cannot know Lost in a dark secretive place, if even existent at all. © 2012 ObscurityNoneAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on October 13, 2012 Last Updated on October 13, 2012 Tags: Something, Here It Is, Nevermind AuthorObscurityNoneSan Jose, CAAboutI Cannot Live Without: 1. Physical well being/appearance 2. Ambiance 3. Meaning 4. Incalculables 5. Possibility TURN, TURN, TURN by Steve Conte on Grooveshark more..Writing
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