Wednesday, January 12, 2011

WRITER

A madness surrounding the sane, 
questioning sanity. 
A fear beheld in the minds, 
numbing thoughts 
The answer to puzzles lies within 
the puzzle itself. 
clues though lead it all astray, 
confusion reigns. 
Ideas running through within, 
a cacophony. 
The lips spit vile black serpents, 
belying everything. 
The pen mightier than the sword, 
upholds honour. 
The lunatics only knowledge, 
imparting wisdom. 
it's string to my soul tightly bond, 
Liberates me. 

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