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An Uncurable Problem by ~A-Name:iconA-Name:

Categories Literature > Poetry > Experimental > Other


I turn the screw 'til it drives me back,
I dust the shelves 'til they blind me with shine,
I read, I write, 'til my hand no more,
I watch, I observe, 'til all film runs out.

But after this point, I panic, I sweat,
I breathe so heavy, I put off anything I can,
'Til the moment comes, where I no longer am,
And I become the thing I despise,
And anxiety takes over, as an addiction to lies.
©2008 ~A-Name
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Those of you who know me will get this one.

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~whydoidothiseveryday:iconwhydoidothiseveryday: Apr 25, 2008, 8:54:18 AM
mmm, well written no matter what the subject.
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Whoever said nothing is impossible, never tried slamming a revolving door.
*riencuran:iconriencuran: Apr 25, 2008, 1:32:55 PM
nice =)

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"These violent delights have violent ends,
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which, as they kiss, consume."
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Look. Now :deviation: ~loudwisdom, *KillerBlueEyez &~mangosorbet
~loudwisdom:iconloudwisdom: Apr 25, 2008, 2:58:14 PM
well done

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~Birthstone:iconBirthstone: Apr 26, 2008, 5:15:47 AM
Good :D

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~Birthstone:iconBirthstone: Apr 26, 2008, 5:20:18 AM
Good :D

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Nature the master of the creation
Learn more nature's geometry please go here
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