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undieing

sitting in the evanescent glow of the sunshine
life seems to wash away in a tide of successive thought

drowning out the tears of a shattered world
like a beast
subdued by the binding weight of a cloud of insecure frialty

the ground is drenched by the sorted pathology of a nightmare

a dream left behind by the seasons
unchanging

standing in dire emnity with the fire of thought

a cover of night for the throbing vanity
that lifts the futile flaylings of a quiet monster

sitting alone in the back corners of this world
hidden within bloody dreams and broken hearts

unfinished

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  • Susan E. Pennycuff
    April 16

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    I guess I need to come back when this one is finished....

    When you start working on this one again you might take a look at this line :

    that lifts the futile flaylings of a [quite] monster

    I think you meant .... quiet

    so far what I see is good, if was me though would change a few line breaks and seperate thoughts with a couple stanzas ( but then I realize you are not finished so imagine those are yet to come... I will check back at a later time to see the finished product)