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All the While

Poetry By: Love Reaper


Submitted:Apr 24, 2013    Reads: 13    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Peel the top to overflow the streams of my existence.
Halt for time, as a beggar bows for money.
Hear the glow pass me by like a ghost, in the night.
Anguish the feel that's constantly denied.
Reimburse the denial with a twisted quench of truth.
If the sky played dull, would we pretend it's nonexistent?
Does the earth bound each fall to crash and burn?
I wake to find my mind permuted.
I wake to only be permeated with queried silence.


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