Falling
I am dissolving, losing grip.My blackened wings are tearing my reality apart
I have to redefine my conceptions
Their screams leave scars on my mind
Oblivion.
Welcome to my void
Now that I am nothing, you become my opposite.
Please define me, please confine me, I would give you the sun
You are the light that creates discord - that distorts my reality, my self deception
Deceit,
Hate,
Decadence,
An usurping fear
Sadness
Insanity
Dismembered conscience
You are what I hold dear
I do not see
I do not believe
I am not free
I do not grieve
Poetry by Lalando
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Written on 2006-04-11 at 14:45
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