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Empty Costume...

Empty Costume...

My god! 
Please, NO! 

Black mist 
Overshadows,
You grotesque 
Human being,
Now in life
I'm a walking ghost! 
Eyes 
Have turned black
Mind
Is a thickened memory
Image
A blurry vision 
Of who I used to be
You monster
You deserved 
More than prison 
I could kill you 
And bury your poison 
Still 
That horrendous moment looms
Still
Slumped, left like an empty costume 
Still....

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Tony Taylor

When you go through something as profoundly life-changing as rape or some kind of traumatic abuse you definitely can relate to words such as ~ 

               ~ "Now in life I'm a walking ghost!
                   Eyes ~ have turned black
                   Mind ~ is a thickened memory.."

That is fantastically accurate and truly creative at the same time!!......PINNED this one my friend!!........ Excellent write WAYNE!!....... Bravo!! ?????.........LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo ?
                  

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Wayne Stubbs

Wow!! What a comment thanks for pin pointing lines out! You're are so kind and supportive to my work Tony! ???? it's a hard subject matter but as you I like to push the boundaries of what we can speak about to make things better ???☮? brother! ?

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