Array ( [sid] => 184891 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Dementia [time] => 2018-02-22 21:38:47 [hometext] => The stuff of nightmares, my mother/'/s reality (RIP) [bodytext] => End Stage!
Rendering physical to
Dysfunctional.
Robotic malfunction.
Victims speechless!
Fear pumping,
Wondering,
Waiting.
Returning to knowing.
Eyes close to living.
Teeth grind!
Frail hands tap at
Pain,pleasure
prohibited.
Life/'/s struggle
Turns to the
Executioner.
Throttling!
Slowly, opens
The exit door.
Gasps move
Once rigid jaw
And she has gone.
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Dementia
Date: Thursday, 22nd February 2018 @ 09:38:47 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: northernlights
End Stage!
Rendering physical to
Dysfunctional.
Robotic malfunction.
Victims speechless!
Fear pumping,
Wondering,
Waiting.
Returning to knowing.
Eyes close to living.
Teeth grind!
Frail hands tap at
Pain,pleasure
prohibited.
Life/'/s struggle
Turns to the
Executioner.
Throttling!
Slowly, opens
The exit door.
Gasps move
Once rigid jaw
And she has gone.


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