Purify
Slither in and slither outnightmarish sights blackening my mind so I can't
see else
feel else
Just screams and blood and twisted emotions writhing their way into
my blood
my lungs
I can't breathe from these images projected
imagined
made real
or fake
turn off the media please
this twisted world is slowly choking me
blinded
The beauty is the only thing that can find me
A tree
Fresh air
Beautiful words of meaning
or your smile at me like only you do
Mind, leave me be
Poetry by SecretWords
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Written on 2013-05-10 at 00:08
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