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Jul 2014
Complicatedly indebted with everything,
Unstably labelled with a thing so unjust,
Freak,
Defining nothing with some meaningful nothing,
Feeling someone there but everything is so,
Weak,
Deserving better than that unnerving something,
Flirting closer with that endlessly relentless nothing,
Speak

Riddles surround enigmas and make a hollow whole,
Middle grounds and eventual stigmas poking holes,
Lie,
Circles are running around corners to hide,
Creating paradoxes and imaginary divides,
Why?
Nothing dictates something from nothing,
Something creates everything from one thing,
Try

I’m losing out, leaving doubt without sound,
Breaking from a sorry existence and gaining some distance,
Free,
I’m forging new ideas out of old fears,
Borrowing destructive license to forget my conscience sitting on the fence,
See,
I’m interfering with fate steering into new states,
I’m sorry I’m late, I’m worried I’m, wait,
Me

Memory of fantasy and lunacy,
It’s all too real to me,
Motions of fear and love,
Are all I ever see,
Reactions of violence, contraction to silence,
I've got to let it go for it to let me be,
To let me be,
Let me be me
Bryn Dawes
Written by
Bryn Dawes  Essex
(Essex)   
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