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Date Posted: 18:40:34 06/20/00 Tue
Author: Daffodil Angel
Author Host/IP: spider-tr041.proxy.aol.com / 152.163.201.191
Subject: Pandemonium's Whisper

When I look deep at my reflection
I can see right through my sapphire eyes
View my position
See this robust brushfire of pain boisterously emanating through my many veins like a lady�s fingernails slipping across the countertop
But it was probably only my hesitation on keeping my breathing under control

There were so many times I was crying
But I just said I got the tears from yawning
I failed to admit
My many troubles that flowed through myself like the phlegmatic, stubborn pamperos that flow from one barren wasteland to the other
Just never had the will to share my grief with my friends and family

When I ever managed to get to sleep
I try to dream in Technicolor imagining
But my search for truth
Was clouded by this Alberta Circle of perplexity; this wanton blizzard obstructing my opportunity to transcend this lonely shadow and reinstate it with your heavenly silhouette
I see myself getting lost, I see myself getting swept off my feet with the frigid gale into the jet stream

Every time I tried to communicate with the other kids
I see myself wince and shrink away
The words escape from my tongue
As this shrapnel of trepidation explodes upon my nerves and I stand there frozen up like an Antarctic ice shelf as the people stare at my opaque eyes unmindfully and walk away
I felt so stupid, but I just drift away

There were so many times when I wanted to go away
I had some forcible wanderlust, I wanted to run away from this place
So I hop on this train of thought, and I abscond from this black and white city only to see the mighty bridges trestles crumble up and fade away, and I bitterly turn my head and come back home
That�s when I realized that I was just dreaming, I should have known!

There�s something deep inside of me
That wants to screech it�s imperative sign
But I am just too weak�

My heart is beating it�s vociferous crescendo
Clouding my mind into an existent pandemonium
It gives me such an anguishing headache
I was angry, I was faint-hearted
And no matter how destined I get to speak the truth
The pandemonium shouts to a whisper

Why is it so hard to say the truth?
Can you help me vanquish this stinging pain?
Why is it so hard to say the truth?
I want to share my grief, but the grief just tangles me.

Copyright 2000
Noah Eaton
6/17/00

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