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Drifted like to sea, your thoughts and dreams.

And left behind no swollen space of air.

An open eye will see what only seems

And strain to make out only what is there.

Deny your racks of ruin and your piles of deceit

Vices made from boredom and for lack of reason not

Attacked by smoke, your lungs do risk defeat

So breaths are lost like memories forgot.

Slight in mind and habit-strong, you fare "

Loathed and liked by those with whom you meet

Tightened buttons, loosened ties you wear

Clothed in fear and wrapped in wronged defeat.

Plot revenge - let vengeance plan your ways

And feed forgotten faith of better days.

Reviews

[Z bangbangmaxwell]

I read this one first, because it's untitled and made me curious. I actually think it's pretty awesome. At first I was impressed, and then disappointed, and finally astonished, if that makes any sense.