Cliche moments of an overused mind
scattered among the pages
feeling broken and blind
Thrown among
the depths of the sea
The pathways in the mind pulsing
A word is written and then another
Until a masterpiece is formed
And other minds can finally enjoy
the page of words before them
Trite, but loved without question
after all, who needs emotion
when you have sappy words
that mimic the same feeling?















Devious Comments
Comments
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To see a world in a grain of sand,And a heaven in a wild flower,Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,An eternity in an hour.-William Blake
Something vexes thee? lol
I already said I agree with ya,lol
I like too!!
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Writers Block is my Arch Nemesis. It is Evil, and must be Destroyed.
=RawEm0tion
~Lyrics-Community
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Writers Block is my Arch Nemesis. It is Evil, and must be Destroyed.
=RawEm0tion
~Lyrics-Community
Lovely poem, you've got great flow.
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If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger: I should not seem a part of it. - Wuthering Heights, Emily Brontë
Great piece!
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A word of advice from one Reaper to another, Kyniel took a defensive stance, never let your ego get the best of you.
The Realm Within
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