An Ending.

A Poem by Adam

These beings flow in and out

of my mind and soul,

untrapped and uncaring for

all that is in this world.

Teasing me.

Taunting me.

Trivilaizing my emotions and

twisting them into something

unrecognizable and ugly.

For whosoever shall look upon

the twisted remains of this thing

that resembles my soul,

they shall know that I fought

the good fight.

And I lost.

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Added on April 1, 2011
Last Updated on April 1, 2011

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