Its all about the feelings related to corruption.

Alone. But I have
myself, my thoughts – me
Just five minutes deep
pure inside my anatomy

How I wish it ends,
is this insanity? Vain,
dirt that poisons my words
Spins my actions. Tame.

Obeying more than being,
Seeing more than making.
I can choose, but cannot
without her endless taking.

I can no longer hurt you
Limited but still you blame
me? No one can argue. Corrupt -
We’re never being the same. 

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Comments (4)
  • The Last Ogre on Oct 28, 2009

    I can feel your passion. Wonderful write.

  • MysticFire on Oct 28, 2009

    Thank you =)

  • ShaneM on Nov 4, 2009

    Great poem, also makes for interesting lyrics.

  • MysticFire on Nov 20, 2009

    Thank you! =)

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