Psychotoxin Writing

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Almost God

A Poem by Psychotoxin

He was almost a God,He could create and destroy.Yet treated like a Dog,Andnaughtmore than a toy.Almost God triedTo be nice to all.But people cried:"Do..

Trapped

A Poem by Psychotoxin

Trapped Sunshine through tainted glass, Vision of beauty, twisted and crass. Inhale the smell of gasoline, Hear the sounds of machinery..

The Forgotten Station

A Story by Psychotoxin

A recount from a Martian Lieutenant`s PA unit, about a recon mission in an abandoned station, tethered to the Jupiter`s moon, Io.