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Shredded Paper Soul

Memories linger, ghosts on the gallows,
twisting, turning, defying damnation.
Accusing with empty sockets, voiceless screams.
Rock words spilling from dessicated lips,
to shatter on the unseen floor.
Empty breast beats to chaos's rhythm,
reason an unknown entity.

And we go on.

Fighting to hold on to the pieces,
of a shredded paper soul.

Author notes

Love you Tory.

Lyrics Prompt: I was born here and Ill die here, against my will
I know it looks like Im movin but Im standin still
Every nerve in my body is so naked and numb
I cant even remember what it was I came here to get away from
Dont even hear the murmur of a prayer
Its not dark yet, but its getting there

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  • cheaphotelsign
    September 1, 2008

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    fantastic...quite my style, a bit abstract...excellent language providing clear and vivid images...there is an empty feeling, a hollow that is true to the contest...the last line is my favorite...well done. thank you and best wishes


  • consternation imply
    August 28, 2008
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    very interesting


  • malmadre gold member
    August 28, 2008

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    We don't celebrate Dylan near enough, he is a great poet! You have a great title, and I love the "dessicated lips" from which flow a stream of wonderful words.