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A man in orange
Wanders through the
streets
Of a wintry,
Hostile city.
The me..
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Slithering black
Serpentine beast,
Swirling in my head.
Whispering nothings
And fractures of madness
Under my ability to hear.
Mouthing insanity..
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Miles and miles to go.
Far,
Before i can rest
My head.
Many strangers to
Borrow help from.
Many steps
To take on my own,
In this journey
Far ..
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It was easier,
Back then.
Just two
Years ago,
Everything was simple.
We could just
Be happy.
Hang out.
Get wasted.
Play, like kids.
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Weighed down
By the spoils of
Victory.
Treasures,
Well earned.
They trek t..
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Summer.
The time of golden
Skies and green trees.
The respite in between
Harsh cold, and white
Storms, and strict
Mentors.
A short chirp
Fr..
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Evil,
Is a lie.
As is
Good.
Constructs of
Convenience
Created to
Cut down
Cunning minds and
Constrict our passions.
The illusion serv..
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My pen
Dives into the
Inkpot.
Devouring it's
Black blood
So that it may
Spit it back
Out, unto the
Page.
Furiously,
For hours and
Days..
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Hate,
Anger,
Loathing,
Frustration.
All these for you.
I have held
Them here
For you.
Thief.
You took
The something
I held preciously c..
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Stars.
Planets.
Holes in space.
Cosmic entities,
Far greater than us.
W..
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