Can you see a transformation deep within my eyes? <br />A departing of imagination, something slowly dies <br />Insipid languor has removed all passion from my mind <br />A renovation of my thoughts that leaves me undefined <br /> <br />Something is retiring and nothing takes its place <br />Nothing is inspiring and something’s been erased<br /><br />Doom and Gloom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/insipid/
