Tag: Poetry


attention to mention an obsession for all without in doubt found out how small reality not to be entirely free to fall delusion an illusion to lose in without recall Advertisements

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in a flowering dystopia where the wind blows in any direction that will bring about the most discomfort to whomever should find themself lost within the craters and valleys of the world filled with sin black and decayed no one escapes with their life demons and hell spawn lurk cut your throat with a knife…

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In the space between the first and second page of a book about an old and wise sage the secret to a happy and fruitful life was hidden in plain sight with no access forbidden Rich men spent fortunes searching for that which was free not taking the time that was needed to see The…

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I am pain the absense of pleasure. All that is profane to me is tethered. With emptiness and despair I am forever intertwined hearts in need of repair I count as trophies of mine. My existance is perception temporary and transient I do not aim for redemption my presence is permanent.    

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