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BuriedĀ 
So dead to allĀ 
Now a lifeless being
Headless to all indulgence and spirits
Nevermind what's left or what life to continue in this torment
BuriedĀ 
So blind
invisible
the shadows strike another chanceĀ 

How does it feel
to be real
in flight or sight...changing

Covered
to the last
what to the nextĀ 
KneelingĀ 
Not done yet

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Tony Taylor

I always find your prose to be quite poetic
my friend......thanx so much for sharing this
dear poet brother!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!....T xo : )

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