ComatoseA Poem by Dennime being bored, reading random stuff, getting random ideas, tripping a bit in between. i got the idea for this poem from comatose by skillet. please dont sue me, i took two words.My mind is blank in it all the world around me fabricates a screen woven out of my imagination blank, bare, empty, and clean. An ironic opposite of my life, mocking me with its simplicity when all i do is scream in rage. im in a comatose breathing through my overdose brought on by lifelong tragedy now im here to stay © 2010 DenniReviews
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3 Reviews Added on April 29, 2010 Last Updated on May 1, 2010 AuthorDenniMemphis, TNAboutMeh, well, I'm Denni . ...And my elbow is cold, what did I just put it on? Oh, never mind, it was just a plate. Anyhow, I'm Mitchell, an aspiring artist who -wait, why was there a plate in my bed i.. more..Writing
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