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jaiva

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Words, Words

Filling my head

Tormenting my mind

 

Let me rest

 

Release me from your

Dreadfully tight grasp

 

Let me dream of the lilies and the roses

 

Let me see the things unseen to the eye

But only prevalent in the resting mind

 

I must push against your hold on my mind

 

I must release these words onto this paper

 

I must rest

 

Copyright ©2004

 

Jaiva

 

Thoughts on this poem are appreciated.

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