Disassociation 73A Poem by BlankCypher
A blank slate,
the broken traitor, awaits his fate. Pale skin glowing with the fear of Death. How to overcome this? Disassociate. Forgetting all that you feel is the only way to survive in here. We are all processed by the system, but how do we contain it if not by ourselves.
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1 Review Added on November 14, 2014 Last Updated on November 14, 2014 AuthorBlankCypherAthlone, IrelandAbout19 years old, musician and poet by trade, I don't really do much else/ I absolutely love music and writing, creativity is life. I have been writing poetry any time that I need to for roughly 5/6.. more..Writing
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