Adena
Moving
This time around we dance - we're chosen ones
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Poetry
May 31, 2012 14:32:29 GMT
Post by Adena on May 31, 2012 14:32:29 GMT
Cat and Mouse
We follow tails We follow dreams and fragments of broken glass That glass is 'dream' no more Just a sea of broken, smashed, empty silence Where people made promises and things changed Broken, smashed, changed, mutated. Someone is dying We follow the tails and the coils of the death of a life The death of yet another dream But no. This dream died before the silent unbreathing body hit the ground This dream was just a nonsense in a crazy's head But the cats cannot distil the crazy. Though they chase the lines of the crazy mouse in the head of the crazy mouse The mouse keeps secrets. And the keys are not theirs. But the mouse will not escape the claws of the cat as it dives in for the kill...
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Adena
Moving
This time around we dance - we're chosen ones
Posts: 611
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Poetry
Jun 20, 2012 12:52:58 GMT
Post by Adena on Jun 20, 2012 12:52:58 GMT
There is a voice in my head that says the words walk baby walk walk away from the pain
and I listen I've listened every time to the soft voice beckoning me to that space in my mind
when I hear it say walk baby walk walk away from the pain
I don't ask I just walk because when I walk, I'm safe
now I hear the voice calling me walk baby walk it's safe to walk away
can I trust it? I don't know but I don't want to stay...
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