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I am old in this body of
bones broken, limbs twisted,
but never quite in ways I'd like,
with knees that groan at the hint of cold
and joints that weep when so does the sky.
I am old with this heart that
beats too fast at nights devoid of sleep
at flights of stairs and the sights of
a certain way of walking,
and the deeds incomplete from days swiftly drifting by.
I want to tear my mind out,
so as not to see,
left blinder than Oedipus could ever have dreamed.
©2008-2009 ~partofthepantomime
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Dour mood yielded sour fruits.

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I really, really like this one. Gives us a glimpse into the world of the elderly. :)

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Band geek and proud of it! :heart:

(Do illiterate people get the full effect of Alphabet soup?)
All those who believe in telekinesis, raise my hand.
Smile, and the world will smile with you. Laugh and they'll all think you're on drugs.
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Hidden rhyme and similar vowel sounds hint at something lying beneath the surface.

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