SoA Poem by ObscurityNoneMu-may-e-zicI can try to help it, but certainly don’t want to You deem it proper, ‘right’ and all I think I like it wrong Thus look at it so Bombarded with falsehoods I try to keep it clear With a hyper-state uncontrollable Squeeze tightly, the rest falls Appear a gaze, in a trance I brought smiles, excitement… irregular I believe it’s the way I so seldom feel Feeling I so sporadically instill in others Yet seek, behind veil That allures me Though, if I will it away Loosen I think The best route is one easily mistaken for the worst. © 2013 ObscurityNoneAuthor's Note |
StatsAuthorObscurityNoneSan 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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