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by Merdy Feb 3, 2012 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
"What type of paradise would you like to enter?" A Christians paradise? A Islamic paradise? A Buddhists paradise? All human imagination seemed to have dried up The same old chewed up ideas ceased to inspire me Without new visions, Paradise has become tasteless Happiness is after all, is the ability to feel... Which is precisely what he lost. Although many deaths had left his body intact They killed the nerves that allowed him sensation. When A dentist numbs the mouth, cold, hot, sweet, sour lose their meaning. In the same way, Paradise had lost any meaning for him Rather than find some utopia His goal was to piece together his shattered soul He hoped in the process of looking for shards in the wastelands, in the garbage heaps He retrieve a small piece of any nerve that would allow him to feel. submission date 4-4-2011 .
