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Living in Now

Member since 2002 · Posted 5 Sep 2002 · Edited 5 Sep 2002 · 1 comment

Just for awhile, I'll pretend it's all right Drink coffee and laugh and joke into the night But you know in the morning as I lay calm, quiet and still There's no peace in my heart, there's a vacuum to fill. Once again, I'll emerge to seek out my clan I'll hide all my fear and pretend I'm a man But this darkness inside grows large and devours All time in its way - the minutes, the hours. I try hard to escape though demons don't rest I thought I had armor, the sword pierces my chest The illusion is grand, but lacks true protection Reality bites hard, it's time for defection. Do I see it as is or what ought or might be? Is it all about him, about you or just me? The luxury of choice, a ubiquitous decision Life and death; herein, lies our ultimate vision.

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[7] vulcan 6-Sep-02/4:44 AM Reply
Bravo!the third stanza esp was well-shaped."luxury of choice"indeed!interesting!