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Mar 2015
My blanket of insanity, It kept me warm,
Warped,
Diluted,
Pretty
Little pictures in my mind,
Of things only regurgitated
Into that which a mind could
Cope with in this fractured land.
It was a land where I lived, I heard
Distant voices,
Distant memories
Distant soon to be close,
But the horror affected me,
The cloud did disperse,
Normality entered where I wished it not,
Cursed,
Blighted,
Eyes
Screamed at what was seen,
Commonality,
Normal,
Sane,
I was but the same a clone,
Of the next one, of the next one,
I felt cold my blanket kept me warm,
Now I was in this place.
How can you live like this,
It is a place of order, where has
Chaos gone. I screamed and noise
Permeated
Vibrated
Carried
Through the  air, not visuals once seen
I hated my own voice, screams.
But it was fleeting, as my mind blurred
The lines once again, cuddled me in the aura of
Beautiful confusion,
Normality faded like a setting sun
I know it will rise again, but for now
I have escaped rationality,
Once again I embraced the insanity
Long live the moments of warmth
I live in a world of lucid insane  thoughts,
But I am home, where I was before.
Edgar rules
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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