I wonder how it feels like to die?!
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This dead night
Those lights remain static;
Bold stripes on stiff mufflers look unappealing--
Red dominating white.
Shut inside ice-cold cosmetic,
Those nerves wait immobile and freezing--
Ravenous for light.
Their minds spin frantic--
Eyeballs rolling 360 degrees unending--
Chasing better insight.
An escape route tactic;
From wretchedness labyrinth limping
Hounding liberty delight.
Yet, all, a drama so nonsensical;
Not a thing can create designs alluring.
This dead night.
(19th Sept 2006)
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