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Poem Details
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| Title: | 17 suns |
| Author: | stewballs |
| Date Submitted: | 6/25/2011 |
| Poem: |
born to this world the navigation of 17 suns my power to reason gone my soul torn from its self eyes open only lies they told no sleep to be found lost myself to this world yet still aware seated on the wings of a mental blur my mind?? fragmented pieces of reality stray grasping to hold yet wanting to just let go fear of what my mind can generate fine tuned insanity still awake I AM SCARED sedation.....unaware lead boots awake now back to reality hospital beds straps on my limbs medication.... salvation!... |