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by J. Lee
Rated: E · Poetry · Spiritual · #2099551
A willing journey to find the missing piece, the missing peace.
In the shadow of my mind,
The most distant reaches of my debach of emotion;
Pumping as pure as innocence from the core of my heart,
Lays a silent and lonely truth.
Sweet as a child, unscathed by my sensual desires,
Unseen by the eyes;
Unheard by the ears;
Fragrant as a rose in the cold winter air
And ready to tear my tastes from me,
Reminding me they were never my tastes at all.
Just a hollow skeleton of one who defines himself by these things.
In this place, I dwell in readiness for my return.
In this place, there rests an escape from this world
So real that death is not known to it whatsoever.
In the shadow of my heart,
Where my mind sleeps; dorment.
This is where I shall depart.
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