Twisted ContortionsA Poem by trinityluv122Scavengers of innocence sing in unison to incantations of ruptured, coarse harmonies Half eaten flesh of tainted hands offer tares of deluded fear Choking the presense of happiness and forgivness Multiplying my rage within a circus of twisted clowns Holding shards of deathly glass plunging into my broken heart Releasing the shear pain of my hated existence Thick delicious blood poures out engulfing my tragic visions Only to drift off onto a new plain of heightened reality Labotomising the feelings of a prisoner that predicts her own fate Burying the wishes and dreams of an over rated life and last breath © 2013 trinityluv122Author's Note
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5 Reviews Added on August 2, 2008 Last Updated on December 14, 2013 Authortrinityluv122hamersley, AustraliaAboutOur deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. Nelson Mandela. Inaugural Speech 199.. more..Writing
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