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Poetry By: deepfathoms

umm... so I hear my work is short. ever heard of Occam's Razor?

Submitted:Nov 22, 2012    Reads: 5    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

how i honestly wish

that i could float away

and escape all the troubles

that threaten my spirit.

my heart is diminished

by trivial things

and the phantoms that lurk

grow wise of my agony.

though all seems in balance

this is but the night

and the shadows are stronger

than the dimmest of lights.

i now rest my head

and breathe in the ghastly

to aide in my drift

to the vast and the cosmic.


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