Delirium; desire

Delirium; desire

A Poem by What happened to simple old me?
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writing what I wanted in this was not a choice; some things just have to be as they were, not as you want them to be, why over-exaggerate the feeling I have when that'll only keep me dreaming...

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He is real - not just in the darkness of the night
and awakening to the renewal, his
presence flowing through the veins
pulsing violet-red blood, heart beats...

© 2010 What happened to simple old me?


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they thud, don't they.

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Added on November 6, 2010
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What happened to simple old me?
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'Death was just a simple glance across a dim lit room And those eyes did it Those three words did it Those three words killed him And I surrender to it all Between you and me, I surrender to you .. more..

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