Empath In flames Poems

Why,
Am I prisoner?
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Who wants to live forever?
To inhale the dying breath from
The ones you love…
To watch the world decay
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Do you feel this connection?
Our souls…
The entity that magnetises the positive you.
The negative I replies.
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I'm trapped in a glass house,
Imprisoned with steel.
I'm missing my mission,
The mission to kill.
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I become Speechless,
Disorientated and alone.
I can hear of nothing……
Can anything hear of me? …
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I can still hear your voice,
As I close my eyes..
your image carries me to slumber.
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This Rose,
Is the lamentation.
Of my plastic face….
I resort to sadness.
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Hush my child,
Dream within contentment, Don't analyse yourself.
Sleep my little one…..
I am here,
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I stare at this piece of paper….
Its silence replies,
In such a bland innuendo,
I have nothing to write….
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Alone….
Discoloured,
Fragmented and distorted….
The image I proclaim is only as strong
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