The heart is a secret,
The Lord knows well-
A place of comatose dreams,
bending from reality's shell.
These eyes remain closed,
least this body arch-
fear and desire trembling,
tumbling together in the night.
This sweet music,
serenading a sinking soul
within an inch of sanity-
broken, reaching to appear whole.
Pull out these multi-colored ends,
ripping from a scalp shaved-
eyes full of water
that never falls free
for that which would be my prison
would be my pleasure;
the joy of sanity, condensed
surrounded by the insanity that reigns
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I hope it fits what you were looking for, but I'm not quite certian if it's something that's easy to desipher. Enjoy
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Wow, what a beautiful poem. The imagery was powerful and the wording was unique. Congrats on a great piece, keep it up!
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