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Jan 2017
Like hunger I crave,
the inspiration i have lost.
The fast goes on, the famine eternal
Fading fast into the infernal

I sailed in my sanctuary
My spirit you could not apprehend
Outside and unarmed
I am captured and condemned

Not even a canvas blank
But a bludgeoned battlefield
Diseased and pest- ridden
The contamination distilled

The mundane it has become
The nightmare that breathes
It challenges sanity
Entices and deceives

The experience of existence
I shall not surrender
I'll take a large dose of dishevelled dreams
Help me to remember

Through the door for another excursion
Only to return and fight the distortion
The monotonous monotone fuels the rage
Creation the drive, the fresh ****** page

The words I seek, they seem to evade
But inside the visions are so easily played
So I seek to submerge the savage starvation
Reclaim and rejoice with innocent inspiration
Written by
nico papayiannis  UK
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