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how I learned to hold my breath


when dictatorship
is left up to stupidity
the falsest of patterns
comes to rape me

when passion and desire
wakes up in a rainfog
and insanity
with its complete register
delivers twofaced offers

without a voice
i crumble
straight to boredom
for a while

when the frost sinks in
when presence of mind
undividedly releases itself
I abandon all reason

with contempt I decay
devote myself treacherously
and regret every breath
thereafter





Poetry by MadinSane
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Written on 2005-05-25 at 14:11

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chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
dark piece of poetry - there are times that engulf us, hard to escape them. but there is beauty too inside.
2005-07-02


samot
I likes this poem very much, especially the last 4 rows. The content of the stupid human behaviour of sticking to routines even if it's bad is very well displayed here.
2005-05-26


Christoffer Waye
Great poem, especially the contant flow of the text
2005-05-25