Contorted Sentient
Soul steeped within the ground,
misfortunate trembles in rebounds;
Eyes tease absence,
half beaten heart serenades in fragments;
Lost in stretches of hypnosis,
reflecting white seas of Egyptian lotus,
gather mind of focus;
Slight movement through the halls,
shadows play up and down the walls,
chaotic as I watch.... terrible beings I wish I'd never saw;
Manic: they insist on calling you,
can never be proved;
Hard not to combust at the slightest bruise,
intricate turns to hold true,
my own branded issues;
That baffling feeling within you,
wraps around.... only has life to consume;
Refusal plays well with this trickery,
twisted talents in mystery;
Dolor has no balance in nature,
whatever direction you wager,
don't let in that familiar stranger.
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