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Written by Anna DeVine   
Tuesday, 24 June 2008
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Evidentiary 





As forever falls down my cheek
And your hand within my hand
Absently wipes away the only
Evidence that I was real

I decide to become even more
Of a stranger to myself and
Eliminate fear without doubt
By seeking written comfort and
Creating constant companionship
Alone in my own private world

For outside my head I have no home
That could protect or blanket me
From the ghosts haunting my reality

This disturbing nightmare
Is painfully evident

All the while dying moons 
Traipse across the starlit sky
Sulking amongst the shadows
Shrieking the piercing torment
That comes to gain by searching
Deprivation for the relevance
That may be evidentiary to
Where it all went wrong

And discovering that the grotesque
Truth turns me pale and sick only
After it has escaped into the open night
Fading all dreams from my eyes

My only evidence to relevance

Yeah, this is my melancholy story
And it has become evident with
Each passing night that I lay awake
Screaming in my silent awareness 


That it's about to get a lot worse 






Copyright 2008 Anna DeVine
Keyword: Awareness
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Comments (6)
Posted by Writer Extrodinaire
2008-06-25 13:11:49
very good

i felt the atmosphere of the poem i also liked the words and the picture inspiring the feel
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Posted by The Dark Advenger
2008-06-25 16:09:18
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uhhh man uhhhh this made me want to take a dump.
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Posted by Sad Sara
2008-06-25 23:46:11
How charming

I'm sure you'll be able to create some lovely Poetic art with the rejected consequence of your forced uhhh, man uhhh, urge.
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Posted by Amatayo
2008-06-26 18:32:48
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Im in the middle with this poem. I could be a good poem or not FOR ME IT WENT UP AND DOWN SO i REALLY DON'T KNOW.

yeah.
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Posted by Pilgrim
2008-06-28 23:05:57
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This is good. Sometimes the only world I can find succor is in the world of words, especially when I'm consumed in a world that I can create for myself. No, I'm not a solipsist, yet, I could be in denial.
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Posted by Sad Sara
2008-06-29 05:10:24
LOL

Now that's funny Pilgrim.

Aye, perception is a virtue.

Thanks fer make me laugh and leave nice comment on Poem.

Keep well,

'Anna
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