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apsara Member
since 2000-11-09
Posts 70 |
Thoughts Hateful were they, demons in my head Every thought in mind they had read Stripped me of every faith and dream They bore witness to my fearful screams Unable to do anything, helpless as an infant Through my mind, they ran rampant Whispering thoughts of betrayal and treason In every waking moment of each season Infectious these thoughts proved to be Listening at last it all seemed right to me But it brought only pain and disaster I understand now that its me they're after Help I'll find to get away from here Help I'll find to deal with my fear I'll get rid of them till finally I see That the only screams belong to them, not me |
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Lakewalker Member Elite
since 2000-08-05
Posts 3289On the streets w/ people |
Don't let these thoughts control you, you have to control them. Nice job on the poem! "Disagreements stimulate thought, thought stimulates action, and action stimulates life." --Lakewalker http://www.thehungersite.com |
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Dopey Dope
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Member Patricius
since 2000-08-30
Posts 11132San Juan, Puerto Rico |
Well easier said than done lake...... anyway lake is right but you'll have to harness them somehow.......yoga maybe? hehe Anyway great poem!  I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust. I hate your socks. I'd like to burn them! |
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