This is a true 1. alexithymia at its greatest. <br />For me my words are like poison. <br />And with each sentence it becomes an object of ostranenie. <br />Walking into the jungle of vagary. <br />3. Dormiveglia, dormiveglia. <br />Eyes open upon a closed mind. <br />Constantly walking in the sun like a true 4. heliophilia. <br />Thoughts cast upon this 5. retrouvaille. <br />Finally we meet. <br />Writing down to the very fragile bones. <br />An insatiable appetite to embrace with a scripturient as the nature <br />This is but a past 7. mizpah. <br />Time to 8. uitwaaien, uitwaaien with no where else to go. <br />For 9. tacenda is the way it should be. <br />Rather then this 10. lalochezia filling up all these pages.<br /><br />Ace Of Black Hearts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/vocab-builder-1-testing-the-use-of-unfamiliar-words/
