Dab dab, wipe

by Nigel   Oct 6, 2012


A confused image of sentiment
Locked away in subconsience's domain
Kept away from a thirsting heart
That'd force the mind to mutiny
Until finally quenched to the last drop.
The eyes dry up in empuzzlement
As they gaze longingly at an astounding mirage
Knowing the tricks a loveless desert plays
On a mind through inexorable ways
They try turn away from the mirage of uncertainty
Yet continue gazing on, lingering
In hopes that the mirage mystically becomes
The oasis they have been searching for

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