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What is it to be compelled? What is it to have a feeling ****** upon? Like a needle It ****** Scratches and sticks Stays in mind Repeats, rewinds and repeats Time and time and time... Until, another comes about Pricking, sticking and repeating Like the one prior Only different in its nature Stemmed and born to cater The prototype that preceded Predicated on deceiving One's perception of the first. And another third to sift off the second And a forth to sift off the third... Leaving one deaf, blind and dumb Becoming nothing but an outcast; A sad and lonely *** Immobilised and cocooned in bed; The warm glimmering shine of sun- Touch not registered   Given the compelled numb.
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Nov 6, 2015
Nov 6, 2015 at 2:02 PM UTC
The Compelled Numb
What is it to be compelled? What is it to have a feeling ****** upon? Like a needle It ****** Scratches and sticks Stays in mind Repeats, rewinds and repeats Time and time and time... Until, another comes about Pricking, sticking and repeating Like the one prior Only different in its nature Stemmed and born to cater The prototype that preceded Predicated on deceiving One's perception of the first. And another third to sift off the second And a forth to sift off the third... Leaving one deaf, blind and dumb Becoming nothing but an outcast; A sad and lonely *** Immobilised and cocooned in bed; The warm glimmering shine of sun- Touch not registered   Given the compelled numb.
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Nov 6, 2015
Nov 6, 2015 at 2:02 PM UTC
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