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Poetry News Post #431

Hmmm...

Written by: Profanus Malak Galthana, Forlorn Patriarch
Date: Sunday, October 1st, 2000
Addressed to: Everyone


Spin
__________

Spinning round and round it goes,
The world will never stop.
Incessant chatterings in my head,
I feel my insides rot...

Spin my brain around and 'round
Till dizzy i am once more.
Don't give me time to hesitate,
Throw me down before.

Before the spinning takes it's toll,
Before i speak with spite.
Before I lose my sanity,
As i hide in fright.

Emotions never felt before,
Yet my mind is oddly tinged,
With feelings of recognition,
The things that've made me cringe.

Spinning further, further away,
I can sense companionship.
Yet how can i hope to reach my goal,
With hopes covered with tar and pitch..

Penned by my hand on the 7th of Miraman, in the year 259 AF.


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Poetry News Post #431

Hmmm...

Written by: Profanus Malak Galthana, Forlorn Patriarch
Date: Sunday, October 1st, 2000
Addressed to: Everyone


Spin
__________

Spinning round and round it goes,
The world will never stop.
Incessant chatterings in my head,
I feel my insides rot...

Spin my brain around and 'round
Till dizzy i am once more.
Don't give me time to hesitate,
Throw me down before.

Before the spinning takes it's toll,
Before i speak with spite.
Before I lose my sanity,
As i hide in fright.

Emotions never felt before,
Yet my mind is oddly tinged,
With feelings of recognition,
The things that've made me cringe.

Spinning further, further away,
I can sense companionship.
Yet how can i hope to reach my goal,
With hopes covered with tar and pitch..

Penned by my hand on the 7th of Miraman, in the year 259 AF.


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