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by Rakkit
Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #2026487
Words can be a tangible force, seeking only understanding.

         Words drift in ink.
Seeking—single moment
         of clarity.
An addict's next fix among          
         passing street lights.

Words, fumble, tumble, tangle
         the ink
Lost in Someone's thoughts.

Words, scream, stretch—
         small, defeated
         deliberate, slow
Feel so far away.

Words confuse, take
         flight and flee.
Lost in tangled tongues.

Seeking answers that have
         No questions.

Words mock, pray
         a single breath
fake and ringing a false truth.
Molded to be something

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*Paw*    Submitted to: Shadows and Light Poetry Contest (entered:1/17/15). Round 20. Prompt: None. (First Place, Awarded Red Awardicon) Link to contest:  http://www.writing.com/main/forums/item_id/1935693-Shadows-and-Light-Poetry-Cont...
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