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by Beautiful Chaos Sep 2, 2008 category : Life, society / other
A touch A shiver Some semblance of feeling Gasping And grasping The breath you are stealing One kiss One look Too high is the treason I stumble I fall Looking for reason Not mine Nor hers You just don't belong Mistaken for weak Alas I am strong Recede into darkness Away From my mind This lust Not enough My conscience not blind
by Crystal Rose Blooming
Very good write in deed. The want fighting conscious a daily fight I loved the structure of this poem.