Images - Poem by Dennis Go
I know not what they mean.
Pictures from the past arising
Whenever madness chips in.
A new form I've always seen
Haunts my soul forever.
I see forth what they bring.
Tears to the eyes, fear to the soul...
Another vision lurks in.
The same forms I've always seen
Scar my bitter feelings.
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