Poem - 23 May 2014, 06:46

descent

i had a soul and as it rots, a pen and paper,seldom sought. I had a mind but as it lies, a virus spreads, and body dies although it seems a Gothic thought a tangled web, in light, thus caught and holding grip with tightened grasp a wise man said, this too shall pass.

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