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This is a poem i wrote off my head. is it any good?

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Still I want, and still I ache, but still i wait,.



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Poem off the top of my head



Current mood: creative



Category: Blogging



Sudden abyss, deep starry night. The pages of my life scattered beneath the waves of passion that flows through me.



My ocean, my selfconcious mind, for me to uphold and grasp in which nobody can reach, for nobody to care.



The waves of torture, the trechorous grasp of clinging feelings that beat upon me as a regretting reminder. Shall it pass?



No, for now, I must live with the reminder of false past, of false congreations, of false passion, and faliure.



As I look upon the night with bright blue eyes, a sudden feeling of comfort and relaxation falls upon me.



For as this feeling flows through my ocean, and fury waves of torture, they suddenly calm as quickly as they came.



For the thought that puts my mind to rest is the transgreation of the future.



Throughout the trechorous grasp of chaos and misery it upholds, it shall come to pass.



For a new dawning of feeling's and thoughts come to mind, these waves go to ease.

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