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Jul 04, 2009
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Equitable Angst
Vortices of spiriling
memories disperse
within the time tunnels of his mind,
echoing back to him
as if his heart were an empty cavern
stretching from Hell to eternity.
More of his life
ahead of him than behind,
he goes amongst
the throng of humanity, unseen.
His youthful face and age
make him invisible,
isolated, and craving the fuel
of cognizant exchange.
Longing for the fire
of spirited conversation,
discriminated against
because of his youth,
left alone and yearning for acceptance.
His mind bleeds
with the need of the human connection.
— Candlewitch, Jul 04, 2009
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Candlewitch
17 years ago
makes sense to me...
Seren
17 years ago
Cat
Candlewitch
17 years ago
Dearest Jayne
Ink Dragon
17 years ago
Cat,
Candlewitch
17 years ago
Nina!
infinite_dwarf
17 years ago
Interesting
Ink Dragon
17 years ago
Kelsey,
Candlewitch
17 years ago
Kelsey
Candlewitch
17 years ago
Jess
orgami
17 years ago
Stopped by today
Candlewitch
17 years ago
Orgami
Pen Name
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Cat
Candlewitch
17 years ago
Hello Pen Name
hardcorechick28
17 years ago
CAT
Candlewitch
17 years ago
Hello
prettyprincess
17 years ago
i enjoyed this poem very
Candlewitch
17 years ago
=)
Kenneth Sharp
16 years 11 months ago
The piece had a very nice
Candlewitch
16 years 10 months ago
hello Kenneth
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