Of OneA Poem by Dream Weaver
I am an army of one, conqueror of all and none, faceless apathetic your catastrophic son. Omniscient prophetic untenanted pandemonium another false prophet overwrought overrun.
Acrimonious memories ineffective obsolete, scorching the embers of indecisiveness crowning a disillusioned humanity in all it’s narcissistic failures. Delusive faith passed on by ancient mortal minds, twisted blithering writings of archaic souls.
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Added on July 17, 2016 Last Updated on July 17, 2016 Author
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