| Music – Deep Thoughts |
| Decay Lying within the dankness of the dark within, Rotting thoughts of nothing residing in greying skin, Weary now, for everything is lost and gone, Decomposing matter, brittling bone, The vibrancy of life, lived once inside deep, Misery dwells here now, escaped from the keep, Shallow grave of my named mind, Awaiting my end of time, shackled and confined, Destitute and destructive pulses every awakening, Mentally sickening soul-destroying things, Skeletally cloaked reapers shying from the light, Ghoulishly laughing and creating further fright, Awaiting my untimely but calculated demise, My life, my soul, and my thoughts are their prize, Been here now for far too many days, Shadowed horrors of the brilliant mind in decay. © Rory Matier 2011 |
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Earthly Comforts 
A very hard hitting poem Rory.
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Thanks Sadje 🙂
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You’re most welcome
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Very profound and poignant, Rory.
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Thanks Eugenia 🙂
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Most welcome, Rory.
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