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An obsession that rules you

It will cut to the core

The door was closing

Its closed

cut off forever more.



Listen to the silence

The loudness deafens your ears

Walk away, Walk away

the days will turn into years.



Nothing but a memory

One that needs to be erased

The removal process pain staking

but in the end done with grace.



Stories and tales

Told mixed with truth and lies

A story written with falsification

One that was not read by the eyes.



A toxic ending came to halt

when the rope unraveled and became undone

Nothing holding it together

Not matter how many things were spun.



Freedom within the mind

A soul not weighted in dread

Negativity a fleeting thought

like a nightmare that came to an end.

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DarkMuse
23:03 Oct 16 2012

Very Nice, sounds like my life...lol

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Mistakes are made

Moments cast aside

Stains not erased

The cards lay where they lie.



Things never changing

Obsession the only way

never breaking a cycle

Predictability that always frays.



Time moves on

The curtain of life begins to draw

We take another breath, moving on

but some cannot get past the flaw.



Insanity caught in motions

A mind that doesn't stand still

Dwells with hopeless fixation

of blood that will never be spilled.



Conundrums stealing seconds

As the clock ticks away

The tick toking of sounds

being a lullaby in play.



A soul so heavy weighed downed

by all the turmoil it holds inside

The bridge between insanity and peace

is where you mind resides.



Cast away your dreads

Let your obsessions run dry

Silence the lullaby of the clocks

Watch your predictability die.

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supernova
22:00 Jul 07 2012

I.don't know if you've ever seen the movie The Vow...in it the man describes how lives are changed by "moment of impact" its life changing and amazing all at once...but then again I'm a hopeless romantic...anyways this poem is one of those...I really appreciate the emotions behind this write and it really makes one wonder about ones own path....awesum gurl:):):)...u had me hooked from verse 1:)

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Obscurity
22:36 Jul 07 2012

I wish I could sigh that happy girl sigh and say "This poem is made of hopeless romanticism", but I can't. It is just the opposite. Its fueled from a darkness that leaves one tired and restless.

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