Monday, July 25, 2011

Poem #512


Deep in the realms of the darkest consciousness,
Alluring, full of false promises that raise curiosity.
Recalling long lost memories from the depths of the mind and,
Killing the visions of the bright, outside world of hope.
Engulfing the senses in the nonexistent tunnel to nowhere.
Sans feeling and sound, nothing in sight.
Testing the limits of the light-less oblivion.

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