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by Mathieu Nov 24, 2012 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
I can feel charges pulsing my veins, impulses striving to stay, this world breaths pain, my shoulders ache... this weight seems ordinary, my actions show penitentiary as i gradually parade each space, the cyberspace my only solace...
by Karla
Your piece has a powerful message.Enjoyed.