Open Poetry #20 |
Dark Pinocchio |
Doug Pretorius Member
since 2001-04-08
Posts 81Ontario, Canada |
Dark Pinocchio May 26th, 2002 Copyright 2002 Doug Pretorius I held my swelling head, pretending to know what it means, stumbling through broken glass, that fills my empty dreams. All my rusted wires, dangle in your hand, I play out my life, as any enslaved man. Tomorrow's just another day, in this twisted endless mess, when I hope to gain my freedom, until then I'll be your pet. My pounding skull, wakes me out of bed, mirgraines and morphine, are all that I have left. Time to open the holes, that I cut into my skin, to dream the final dream, and this time I'll win. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Doug Pretorius welcome and I enjoyed the read. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Doug welcome over here and what a great write this is! Eric |
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