DNA strings weigh me down:
An Anchor in the blue
abyss of nothingness,
except conniving grudges
that stack up (like sand sediments
crinkled over the ages).
Never again can I
wobble to the consent
of my indecisive curiosity.
There is no such thing as
a liberty to concede to;
only stillness (as instilled by Nature
and sojourn faith), that
dictates everything.
Oh Tyranny; I balk at the thought.
Yet my heart is charcoaled, and crispy.
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This is so different. Haha. I read it twice and I'm still not sure what to say about it, except that: man! you must be studying hard for bio!! writing about DNA strings... Haha. jk. But hey dude, I really love the ambiguity and diction; all the words were so perfectly constructed--like a DNA strand! =)
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