11-25-2013, 08:30 PM
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Level 7 - Loquacious
Join Date: Apr 2012
Location: 901
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Somniloquy
How poriferous is the mind
through which thy light doth beam
when shadows cast beyond me
stretch further then they seem
I feel the fire behind me,
as my lids melt to mine eyes
blazing red and purple hues,
Third eyeball questions why
The light spots in the static
they change from white to black
but blink once more and you shall see:
the dots, they change right back
The space between the atoms
and the abyss between my ears
are only said to be there
when looked upon by peers
We are electric and magnetic
yet no-one seems to see
possessing our own matter
does not define "to be"
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Say hello to my frontal lobe.
Last edited by wisefool; 11-25-2013 at 08:31 PM..
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