Tazia Daley

Predictability - Poem by Tazia Daley

this darkness
never different
never new, nor orginal
the same four walls
closing in
individuals have
been known
to lose their minds
when spending some time
in places like this
that never change
til everything runs
birds of a feather
they peck each other's
eyes out
make each other blind now
cause darkness
is beautiful
when compared to
this hell

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 22, 2011

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