Saturday, September 07, 2002

gaseous

filled with frustration
vexed with anticipation
silently sit
quietly weep

freedom is hope
hope is comforting
seldom real
always disappointing

emanating despair
i solomnly contemplate
the direness of my lonely fate

emancipate my heart
balm my mind
let me not hear my own requiem

pacify my being
placate my soul
save me from the fire filled hole

nothing is for free
life's a journey
unlock the mysteries
i haven't realised

so that i'll be gaseous

and fit right in

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