Thursday, October 12, 2017

when life becomes a morbid dance

when life becomes a morbid dance.
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Walking
like
a
zombie in
a trance..

where has
the
Feeling Gone?

when
Life becomes
a
Morbid Dance,

and meaning
Fades
with each New
Dawn.

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Is there
Anything
left
to see?

a profound
Art
to Name,
and show.

Kiss
Goodbye
Those
Sacred
Memories!!

(Of Love
that Never
Said Hello.)

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Dangling
like
a puppet from
a string,

truth becomes
a
Hangman's
Noose,

and
Reason
shall
breed Our
Suffering!!

(once The
Inner Beast
gets Loose.)

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to be cont.











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