This is the 2nd verse of the group poem that was started by @patdolan if anyone wants to take part let us know in the comments.
I saw it.....it happened
Right in front of my eyes
But wait....it couldn't of happened
My brains telling me a lie.
.......Are my eyes lying
Was it just a trick, an illusion
......My mind is denying
Wrapped in a cloak of confusion.
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Opuss has given me a love of words and writing...
Embrace the night. And submit to its suggestion. Welcome it's silence. Theres no more to question. Release the shadows. That shape your mind. Translate the darkness. And redefine. Accept your slumber.
The eyes are a gateway to our soul,. They look determined when we want to reach a goal,. They give you away when you are lying,. The tell tale water when you are crying,.
Windows to the Soul Unto the eyes I look and see The soul of the wretched, catastrophe Revealing its lies to you and me Of chaos and greed, true belief Terrible lies of death and grief Horrible...
(oops, missed the last challenge.
Hello again, and today is Tuesday, January 1, 2013. It's a new year and I'm probably going to keep writing the year as 2012 but I digress.
I wear the scars, they don't wear me. I set the boundaries, choose what they'll be. I write my lines, they don't fall out. And if I speak, I may just shout. I wear the scars, they don't wear me.
I wish wishes. Didn't exist. I wish the world. Was woven with bliss. I wish that life. Never took nasty twists. And that prayers. We're not needed. And that pain. Was a myth. I have a dream.
Sometimes enlightenment. Can feel like a punishment. You can never not know. What you all ready do. You can never forget. Knowledge causing upset. You can never unwind. The pre-existing time.
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