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Name: DaZe
D.o.B: May 4 '89
Major: Piano
Minor: Writing

My soul wakes
in a misty fog
slowly...drudging...
My body slowly
comes to life
I must go on...





















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Spoken Silence

It is there deep within me
the voice, nudging me
struggling to seep through
from darkness to light
Unsure of the depth
traces of its shadow, vaguely
felt, hardly understood
Soaking my existance in unrest

A strange confidence
takes over me, a foreigner
Binding its flesh to my own
one who mingles with the rest
Cloning my body, parting my
lips to speak, creating complexity
melted into consistancy...
I can find myself no more

Wanting the voice to be heard
through my new existance...yet
foreign lips can only stutter
gentle words drowned in silence

Confidence capsized into
bittersweet darkness of the
voice which lulls my soul to
let my pain trickle from within

� May 2004

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