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Created on 1-13-08
The high-pitched, constant whine
picked up by my ringing ears
the frequency of the noise increases
judged by the whistling of the flying missiles
There’s a mechanism in my mind
that’s impossible to fix and almost dead
through the clicking and whirring and spinning,
the mutation is invisible
No one can detect it but you
Though there’s no tool in the world that will work
You’re afraid this evil will manifest like a cancer tumor
rusting and rotting the shutting-down factory in my head
You knock a hammer to my skull to test its density
While I wait patiently and act as though I feel no pain
There’s no problematic situation, no bloody mess
It’s not over as I had expected, not yet.
The tension strings us along,
this emotion thread inlayed with glass thorns and steel points
If one of us tugs, the other sways
But the cord that binds us is not one that can snap or fray
picked up by my ringing ears
the frequency of the noise increases
judged by the whistling of the flying missiles
There’s a mechanism in my mind
that’s impossible to fix and almost dead
through the clicking and whirring and spinning,
the mutation is invisible
No one can detect it but you
Though there’s no tool in the world that will work
You’re afraid this evil will manifest like a cancer tumor
rusting and rotting the shutting-down factory in my head
You knock a hammer to my skull to test its density
While I wait patiently and act as though I feel no pain
There’s no problematic situation, no bloody mess
It’s not over as I had expected, not yet.
The tension strings us along,
this emotion thread inlayed with glass thorns and steel points
If one of us tugs, the other sways
But the cord that binds us is not one that can snap or fray
Please Login to post comments| On February 12th 2008 Babydotz Said : | |
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Good very good... Keep writing! |
| On January 15th 2008 xashleyrosex Said : | |
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i like this one:] |
