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the end of
By Devil lyn
a stroke of bedlam
strangles
in the depth
of your spinal irises …
it`s obvious
you like what you see,
it`s obvious
you despise what you know;
no one ever decides to take this delusional path
they just arise with the dawn
tend to the business at hand
with only a thought drifting a through ~
don`t look,
and it won`t hurt
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Copyright 2017 Devil lyn
Published on Tuesday, July 4, 2017.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
10/2016 ... we often do not know why we doComments on "the end of"
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On Wednesday, July 5, 2017, worm
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wrote:
Dev, I see this as someone struggling with their inner demons... knowing they are there, but trying not to acknowledge them... sometimes you win... sometimes... Nicely penned! ~worm~
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On Wednesday, July 5, 2017, midnights voice
(957) wrote:
Sorry Dev I just can't lock in on this one . I can't pull the trigers if I"m not sure of the target . All the markers I add up befuddle me . And I am asking is it about suicide , or medication . Mental . . . you mention delusional . But I enjoy the struggle of trying to figure it out . If I were God . . . but I'm not . Maybe I found the truth and I'm holding it my hand . . . so unaware .
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