Oxymoron Poem by John Guevarra
Oxymoron
why do i feel like this?
full yet empty
hearing but not listening
dead and still breathing
whole and yet torn to pieces
chained and bound
entrapped in a single cell
going out of my mind
slowly crumbling
fading with the wind
elapsed with time
withered and gone
Saturday, February 18, 2012
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