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Ineptitudinal longing
Rattling the cage with my ineptitude
exhaustion figures the fight a mere dream
and as I lay here dreaming of freedom
I sit bound by constraint knawing the last nerve
to be less than whole of a former self
to fight like a lion and live in a slug
the process is pain
slowest is the tempo
nil is the momentum
in my mind I'm rattling cages
dreaming of lost freedom.
I know the feeling. I feel as
I know the feeling. I feel as though you have captured it well. Peace be with you.
I think you just did that
I think you just did that thing to me again.
Love this.
Now...I wait til it regurgitates itself.
.....
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
;) hugss nightlight xo
;) hugss nightlight xo
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."