Untitled III

A Poem by Enigma

Transient memories

swallow my brain

and drown into a

heart pumping out

dead wisdom

aeons away

from my fingertips.

My soul homeless

my body everywhere

I am aware of nothing

underneath this

hearty loam.

Author's Note

Enjoy xo

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This poem is awesome!! Such truth scaled down into a heart breaking equation. Wow!

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Added on July 2, 2014
Last Updated on July 2, 2014
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