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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Hauntings of the
[time] => 2005-08-06 16:40:21
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[bodytext] => brainwashed and vacated, my mind, corrupted and violated, personal editing, soul hacked at; post replenishing, thought control weakening, raging hormones, driven energies, intersecting, dangerously fantasising, becoming, a freak, a walking obsenity, running faster and faster away from reality, the dreams how i wish they were visions, make me a winner i pray, my fantasies are isolated, trapped into secrecy, my praying turns to begging, oh how i wish to god they would come true, "god help me, god help me to be-" i want to learn its meaning, my lesson, so from these hauntings i can be free, the edge of a razor may well penetrate my skin, but whether i feel pain comes from the instinct within, a metallic taste in my mouth urges me to get out of bed and go to the bathroom for a drink, and as i stand there staring into the basin of the sink; i begin to hallucinate as my thoughts become too real, what was once just an image has become a life force i can feel, in my despair of the loss of my stableness i plumet my face under the water, my vision is blurred and i cannot see what lies before me, my feeling of helplessness reminds me of my destiny, how can these dreams have lead me to insanity?, "i need to overcome this", i say as i pull my face from a near watery grave, but how much of my mind have i left to save? is it too late has my obsession gone too far, the darkness of the room reminds me of the night, it is nearing dawn and i havnt slept for the past few days, if we are all black or white, i am living in a dark shade of grey, the hauntings were growing in power, getting more and more real, each and every day... xxxxxxxxxxJazzxxxxxxxxxxxx xjazz is back!x [comments] => 2 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 13 [informant] => in2thetwilightzone [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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