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Mindsweeper
By infinitebeing
Weakness is your playground
where my feelings are found
beaten down
eyes lowered from your crown
Is this the way you want me?
Croutched down in the dirt
filled with immense hurt
you feed on the mere existence of insecurities
hearts in hand pulsing as you squeeze screaming obscenities
heart pierced through ears
wounds salted from years
A self imposed tomb
self worth consumed
eyes once filled with loving emotion
stare back
half cracked
full of tension
My mind has become the worst of enemies
creating excuses for your vulgarity
replaced with past heart felt memories
so i bled inwardly
Is
solitude
found
on
the
end
of
a
tether?
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Copyright 2014 infinitebeing
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On Wednesday, January 1, 2014, haunted
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this is just to awesome to put into words. this is a very good piece that you crafted. im loving it, just awesome!
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A former member wrote:
It sounded alot like hatred and confusion what you depicted in this poem, but written subtly. I also enjoy that play with the layout at the end, something I enjoy doing myself alot. Lovely imagery, nice flow
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A former member wrote:
Its hard to admit just how the scale tips for someone to yourself, when that someone use to be someone else... very raw in the thought on this write... I like that very much...
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