EveR laStiNG fEELinG

by aNti-reAliTy   Mar 1, 2006


The temptation
was running away, and the con-
fusion to my emotions and sensation,
watching the dawn,
alone with short breath,
I finally reached the wasteland.
My seeth-
ing emotions slipped away through the sand.
And the endless fear,
of being in captivity,
brought down my tear
non-stopping, while im doing any kind of activiti
-es. Tonight will be my last midnight,
until I catch my blazing flight.

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