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1993

by The Black Bile

What am I doing? Blurry lights glow before my eyes. Who am I? Should I check? Where am I? 11:11, the clock reads. Always 11:11. Oh, yes…… I am no one, at least for the night. Red, white and blue eyes reflect black at my soul. Time to roll, for the dead travel fast. All’s in black for the backwoods. Anticipation steals my heart in storms. Chaos is on the bound. Fortunate Son plays along to my midni...

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Sunday 26th May 2019 3:31 am

Cannibal Jones Highway

In The Shoe

by The Black Bile

Privacy’s Temporary.
It’s Only A Matter Of Time
‘Till The Darkness Shines,
And Now In Here
It Goes Away Again.
If All Is Well
That Ends Well
Then All Is Not Well.
It’s A Pirates' Life For Me
When Riddled
One More Than Three.
Unto This,
Death Looks So Unnatural.

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