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I couldn't think of another stanza
curled on a velvet chair
in a darkening room
is a monstorous teen.
outside the blackening,
is a fading pink sky.
the clouds within whisper to shepards,
"Delighted I Hope"
and on the highest grassy hills,
the shepards face eternity.
Friday 9th September 2022 8:08 pm
you know the bliss of evil
i've seen the smallest, tall creatures be eaten alive from the inside.
a quick glance to the left and under the bed will tell you all you need to know.
the festering, rotten bed frame.
assembled by the very thing that chained me onto it for years.
but when i finally broke my own chords, vocal and the ones restraining,
another creature crawled from under the bed and took my place.
...Wednesday 8th June 2022 10:10 pm
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