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I tried reminding myself that there was something better at the end of this train wreck, but the reality of flesh was more then I could shred away into small reminents of wasted wretched filth that would be but remains blowing in the wastelands of the city dumps.

Looking into your mirrors, all I could see was the sad part of me, and past that,just shattered glass, leave me, or I will leave myself.

Either way, I will be just a shell as whats golden soars far above, they write books about theories in which is my very reality.

Alone, only by choice, far from whats become accustomed. In my mind, I can disconnect and reconnect to a place that only dreams are made of, and why not? Haven’t you?

The look on my face, automated response, to everyday life...your smile, my emotional disconnect.

Reconnect, to my life that’s void of all flesh selfish desires, read my mind, not my regretful bidding’s. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 88 [topic] => 73 [informant] => DreamDancer78 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract ) Your Poetry Dot Com - Disconnection Shreds


Disconnection Shreds
Date: Wednesday, 1st February 2012 @ 01:48:13 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: DreamDancer78

I tried reminding myself that there was something better at the end of this train wreck, but the reality of flesh was more then I could shred away into small reminents of wasted wretched filth that would be but remains blowing in the wastelands of the city dumps.

Looking into your mirrors, all I could see was the sad part of me, and past that,just shattered glass, leave me, or I will leave myself.

Either way, I will be just a shell as whats golden soars far above, they write books about theories in which is my very reality.

Alone, only by choice, far from whats become accustomed. In my mind, I can disconnect and reconnect to a place that only dreams are made of, and why not? Haven’t you?

The look on my face, automated response, to everyday life...your smile, my emotional disconnect.

Reconnect, to my life that’s void of all flesh selfish desires, read my mind, not my regretful bidding’s.

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