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Posted by dove on April 6, 2005, at 11:05:41
sugar coated, saccharin loaded, sickly saturated, poisoned dreams,
dotted with fruitless endeavors, covered by an icing of lies.
Watching as my picturesque ambitions flutter by,
drowning in the nauxous stream, of my poisoned dreams.Such manifest confusion, convoluted chaos reveals my true being,
tripped entanglement, meandering steps into hapless footfalls,
blindly yet deftly stepping into the phantom deadfalls.
the wretched gleam of serpentine thoughts course through my being.Sleep of the dawn, bundled tightly is the light, and dark is the evening,
through which the mindless slumber and the dead aimlessly wander
sleep-walking through the tenebrous gloom, I seek my elixir
but deep in the recondite ravine, sinuous is the evening.Flinging off twilight's shackles, they emerge into the radiant morning, my dreams,
warped in labyrinthine disarray, they emerge tenacious and unscathed
free of my menagerie, they devour the sanity they seek and crave
in the nauxous stream, I am drowning in my poisoned dreams.
dove
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