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Hands pressed firmly
Against my own reflection
Outlining the lie
That I've welcomed to perception
Eyes lost in a distorted dream
They tell me that I'm tearing at the seem
But who are they to talk
When they know not what of
In the image I am lost
From the brushstrokes I can't touch
Words echo through the air
And lay upon my life
They tune themselves to the beat
And cut emotions as a knife
Silently I speak the words
That hide blind intentions
Afraid to find an answer
Riddled to rejection
Waiting hours to know
If simplicity is satisfying
Counting every second
As a secret I am hiding
Taking steps too far
Taking steps too subtle
I'm screaming out the truth
Will silence end in trouble
Where do I stand
When I hide behind a wall
Watching through the keyhole
That shows nothing at all
Should I end where I began
As time before has shown me
Hide behind the hands
Whose fingers open slowly
- by Dewsh Kanewdles |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/19/2013 |
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- Title: "Ransomed Writing"
- Artist: Dewsh Kanewdles
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Description:
This is probably one of the only times I'll share my writing...
I like to write vague so that every person who reads it gets their own message out of it...
I wrote it about a year ago...
enjoy.... - Date: 05/19/2013
- Tags: ransomed writing
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Comments (1 Comments)
- ayy lmao to the bank - 05/21/2013
- Love the concept. Excellent piece! 5/5
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