the speed of my pulse cant undergo the total
movements of my emotions gathering up
to the anticipation of destroying the problems
making the day get great to one point of experience
to a total disaster to the end of a passing lifetime
seizing up a storm of anger and happiness cover the core
of my once controlled memory and soul
and now a facade is all that lies beneath the fake beating heart
that withdraw's my sparkled eyes over to the fake smile
that the confusion takes control over and brings doubts to the
never ending lie of emotions losing the power to
succeed the truth
A contest entry
- Something Deep by Dancing Alone.
545 points, ended May 27, 28 entries
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