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Southbound

A whisper of questions, far twinkling light

Seems like heaven's a'near with folly delight

In rage, I'm running, wading through vacuums

Confused emotions, all shadowy glooms

No stopping now, I pant with sweat

Desperate for answers, not painful regret

Step three, step four, the move finds no sleep

All chains and bondages, this life seem to keep

Find meaning, find purpose, no reasonable doubt

As mist, yes mystical, this life will head south

Like winter surprise, the dew and the frost

Bites eagerly at a soul so wastefully lost

Why darkness, not light? This seems but a game

Haunted by lies, unpurposeful shame

Delight, sweet caress, how precious such needs

Lost in this world of selfish and greeds

Alas, a green exit, blinding light, my eyes seeing

That tunnel, yes peaceful, of rest in peace being.

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johnvelasco
Australian
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Jan 17, 2013
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