Time and Time again. <br />Inoscines walks. <br />The air is tainted. <br />Slought of torment. <br />Agony is pain. <br />Pain is eternal. <br />Life goes by. <br />Never to experience. <br />Never to ponder. <br />Never is in the heart. <br />Broken through childish time. <br />When dose it end. <br />How could it. <br />Clashing through. <br />Colliding. <br />Colishin is the virtue. <br />Torment goes through my heart..<br /><br />Stephen Townsend<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/virtue-3/
