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POETRY FREESTYLE (apr 2011)

i feel so freezing and the winter sun aint compensating, sometimes i feel ive spent my whole life contemplating, i see no changes cos the whole worlds sat debating, its like we're waiting for some sign, while percrastinating, i see the light but i dont feel the warmth, meditating, close my eyes and visualise my pain eminating, manifest a mark of question, investigating, its like the truth just gets distored.....like its pixelating, i watch reality in warp mode...fixating, and feel my heart turn cold numb and full of hating, i shed a tear and watch the winter sun evaporate it, wave goodbye to my spirit watch it levetating, illuminating up the room in to the darkest spaces, and touch the heart of mother earth and all her diffrent races, i get so cold and i can see my breath iin frozen traces.....my main ambition is to spread faith in hopeless cases.

◄ I CALL HER FREEDOM

THE AWAKENING ►

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