THE SENSES
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Maazia in
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09 16th, 2009 |
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Eyes blinded
By the obscurity in this world
No more in search of
Vivacity…
Eyes strained
To hear words of comfort
For the malicious words
Still echoes in silence
Feelings exhausted resting in coma
By the pain given by this world
For viciousness still exists
Beyond lexis,
The nose that breathes
A yoke on lung to function
For now living has become
Merely a physical existence.
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